Henious?

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by CLB-ANON

by CLB-ANON

Corls POV :
I had locked myself away for weeks now. Away from the world, my friends and ant family I had left. A mistake on twitter had set the world against me but even I couldn't see my ways.

Your POV(y/n=your name):
Knock. Knock. I slammed my fist into the door. Knock knock! Still no answer,but the sound of snoring was evident of someone in. "Corl! Corl I know your in there!" I kept knocking hoping to wake the loser up. "Braden!". Still just snoring. "THAT'S IT!!" my fist twist the stiff handle, looking around before trying to break in, my body weight slammed into the door freeing it off the latch, open. Why was corl so careless to have not locked it? Anyone could have broken? I precariously make my way around the apartment trying not to knock over any rubbish that hadn't been cleaned. As I pushed corls room door open the smell of fermented beer and hot weed filled my nostrils, my throat squeaked at the strong smells "Corl, what have you been up to!?" I nudged his lifeless body on the bed, "CORL!" I shouted fed up with the man, he started to react, his nose twitching like a rabbit and his hand reaching out for my almost tangible voice "Corl, I'm here. Are you?" I laughed sarcasticly.
"y/n?" his ethanol breath echoed towards me "y/n, where? , what?" Seeing Corl so out of it worries me enormously. I shake my head at his mess of a room. And mess of a life. "CORL, what is wrong with you, all these twitter problems and now, your using drugs? Drinking!?" I questioned Corl but already knew the answers.

Now there are two things which could have happened after this,

the truth, and a lie.

Corl stumbled out of bed muttering like a mad man," I gotta...go..get" every word corl muttered sounded closer to death,corl gave a brief pause of look at my face, a short confused look. A meaningful look." Corl? ".
And then, and then he was out. Vomit everywhere, worry clouded my mind as I Grabbed the sweating disgusting man and pulled him up to a chair in the room. His face was giving off stroke signs but his eye were telling me he was just stoned, however his breath said drunk and his arms said overdosed. Bruised spots where he'd been injecting some kind of drug where voluminous and abruptly breaking the old smooth surface on his arm. Red sore eyes half dazed glared into mine. And the strong smell of ethanol keep interrupting my nose.
It all happened so fast. And I had to call someone, I had to call for help. Sirens blurted out on the streets shouting emergency at every passing house. Seeing Corl get worse and worse as the sirens got louder and louder, broke my heart the most. By the time they arrived corl was passed out and I'm not even sure if he was breathing anymore, he definetly wasn't asleep. God I wish he was just asleep. I wish I could hear his obnoxious snoring again. I wish he could mumble rubbish to me again.
Corl wasn't the corl I remembered. Corl was gone. And so was the drunk, stoned drugy who's apartment u had visited, who's side I had waited by, till the very end, till the very moment your eyes switched off corl.

Or maybe this wasn't the truth, or maybe this wasn't the lie.

""Now there are two things which could have happened after this,

the truth, and a lie.""

Corl rolled to the side of his bed clenching his stomach, "sick" he wretched his voice. I quickly looked around, grabbing the nearest bowl and preparing for Corl to be sick "he-" I paused before passing the bowl to Corl. My eyes widened at the products inside the bowl. Plastic, long, sharp and filled with heroin. Needles. I felt shameful of Corl. "Drugs!You've been injecting drugs! And heroin of all things corl!" my neck snapped at him and he reached his arm out to grab em. I instantly threw the bowl across the room, the smashing followed. Angry at Corl, Ashamed of Corl and disappointed. Corl looked sick, weak and lifeless but also like the definition of 'don't bother'. "Come on Corl, we have to fix you!" corl just moaned, "really. Why are you being so selfish corl! I'm the only one who came to help you today, none of the pals wanted to come! They're so angry with you, and now they'll be pissed at me for helping you!" I rubbed my palm on my face in annoyance.