Back To December.. A Harry Styles FanFic

Chapter 11: Popping pills (warning drug abuse)

~TAMMY'S POV~

                I sat on the steps of the Cox house and stared into my old house. i wasn't trying to be a creepy stalked i just wanted to know who was living there, but then realised she had never left. my mouth got caught in my throat. My mom never left, she just decided to start another family without me. i could feel more tears in my eyes and i mentally began to beat myself. do you ever stop crying? i yelled out loud probably looking like a psycho talking to myself but i needed to voice my opinion loudly to get it clear to myself i was a pathetic lost cause that cried any chance she got just to feel bad for herself. that's when the depression and self hate kicked in. i ran up stairs shutting the door behind me. all i could think about was how much of a screw up i had grown to be. the i thought about it the more i cried, the more i cried the more i hated myself the more i hated myself the more i wanted to blame everyone but myself, the more i thought about it i cried. it was a vicious circle. my breathing became harder and i struggled to to get air down into my lungs from crying so hard.. i reached down into my oversize leather prada tote, searching for my inhaler but halfway through my ransacking i came across a little yellow bottle. i stopped when i saw it. I had stole this from Devin months ago when i was battling whatever it was i was going through. i slowly unscrewed the white top off shaking. i wasn't sure if i could handle being around the barbiturates. i brought. my nose and inhaled the contents. no don't do it. my conscience yelled at me. i wasn't going through this again, but some part of me needed it to stable my head. i was going to throw it away when i decided i needed only one. i picked up one small blue pill. Amytal(a drug), my only friend when i went through the  depression of being a single mother but i stopped immediately when i found out i could affect my baby. The soberness lasted a while, two years actually. until Darcy learned the word "Dada." and kept calling every male that. but my family pulled me of it and i was in rehab faster than i could say 'Holmes Chapel' but now l was back here, back at square one. today Darcy had reused that word again. she literally knows a handful of words; i want and gimme being her favorite. but she was watching Nemo with Louis and Gemma and she said "i want Dada"

             The taste of the chalky substance on my tongue once it started to dissolve. That's when i felt the urge to take another one, and then two more. after five minutes i felt like it wasn't working when i decided to take three to increase the strength since these were old. "never take more than five at once" my ex dealer had told me once. i had lost count of  how many i had now taken and was going to take more but decided against it barely being able swallow the ones in my mouth

~HARRY'S POV~

I was laying in my room when i thought i heard moaning. the first thought to come to my head was Tammy with one of the guys and i felt sick. i wanted to go in there and rant but on my way in there i stopped noticing it was coming from the bathroom. i sighed  somewhat relived and did a double take at the sound of the woman bawling. i would recognize that cry anywhere, because you never forget the sound of the person in love in pain. you would do anything and everything to never hear it again. i began to bang on the door; no reply. i pushed it open to find her on the floor all crawled up.

me- whats going on?

i grabbed her face and pulled her into my chest and she mumbled things.

me- have you been drinking?

but she shook her head slowly. i looked around the floor for anything as i clutched her hand. i had overlooked it at first but when i came back i notices a small blue pill on the counter spilling out of a prescription bottle..

me- Did you take any pills?

my voice was stern but i was panicking inside. her head began to pivot and her eyes rolled back. that's when i freaked out yelling Liam's name.

Liam- what the bloody hell is going on?

me- i... i think she took drugs

he dropped down next to me and began to search her eyes. he had his thumb pulling the skin down examining her red eyes.

Liam- what did she take

me- these pills

i held it up to him, still cradling my baby in my arms.

me- how many did you take?

i asked only to get a mumbled reply back.

i realised she had something in her hand. after pulling it away from her i read the yellow button. I read. ' this is the last set I'm giving you for free. there are fifteen in here don't ask for more till you pay what you owe' i scattered the contents on the floor counting what was left including the one form earlier... eight. i counted eight. 

me- i don't know what to do! Liam we need to go to the hospital now!

she had taken seven. i don't know what drug the was but all i know was that she shouldn't be taking it. she shouldn't be harming herself like that. i picked her up and ran down the stairs careful not to hit her head. Zayn Louis and Niall were up in seconds my mom scream as to whats was going on. i told her i needed to get her to the hospital fast. Tammy's eyes became droopy as they dared to close.

me- no baby hang on please...please

i wasn't letting anything take her life. nothing was going to hurt her whether or not she loved me back.