Secrets |Sidemen FF|

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Josh's POV.

I stared out in front of me. At the empty locker in front of me, well, it has my books in, but nothing else, no decorations, no character, I've never been one to make things more jazzed up, my house is quite bare, just the essentials.

I felt my phone ring, looking down to grab my phone, seeing it was Jack phoning me.

Why is jack phoning me.

I answered it, closing my locker before turning around and leaning my back on it.

"Wassup?" I ask and I hear jack sigh. "I need you to come get me." I hear and I felt my heart race, the tone of his voice, scared.

Scared?

"Why?" I ask and he sighs. "It's Sam." He says and my eyes widened. "What's happened Jack?" I ask, starting to move to leave the school. "I've, ive gone to his house, to see if he's okay and if he needed any help. And. And." He repeated, the realisation hitting but not sinking in.

"He's overdosed?" "I, I need you to hel-" "who's overdosed?" I hear Ethan suddenly ask, looking next to me and seeing him there. I shook my head. "Just, just don't worry about it, fuck." I say, starting to jog out of the school. Hearing footsteps behind me. "What can I do to help you?" I ask and I hear him sigh. "I need you to take all the gear off of me for me to call the police." Jack says quickly, I nod.

"You're at sams right?" I ask and I hear a small yeah. "Right, I'll be there in 5." I say before hanging up. "What's happened Josh." I hear Ethan say, looking behind me. "I, I got to go Ethan." I say and Ethan shakes his head. "I'm coming with." "You can't." I say and Ethan furrows his eyebrows. "Why?" "Because it's, it's just, fuck come on quickly." I say, seeing him run to the passenger seat of the car.

"What's happened?" Ethan says, getting in the car, myself getting into the drivers side and closing the door. "It's, it's just shit innit, of course it would be now." I say, igniting the engine and starting to drive out of the school.

"Josh?" Ethan asks, I look over at him quickly, before averting my eyes back to the road, sighing loudly. "Sam, the dickhead." I say quietly, I feel sorry for him, but, at the same time I don't care as much as let's say jack would.

"He, he's overdosed on opium, and I need to pick up all of jacks shit for him to then be able to call the police, okay?" I say and Ethan's eyes widened. "On heroine." "Yes, you're, you're Gunna, you're gunna have to take the opium off of me as soon as I get back in this car okay?" I say, Ethan instantly nods. "Of course." He says. "I can't be in debt with jack again." I whisper, seeing that I'm a few streets away from Sams house.

We stayed in silence the entire way, me and Ethan having such a weird relationship with one another, we care about each other, but I think our addictions both frustrate us, and we let that anger out on each other.

We can both handle criticism off one another.

I reach the house, sighing loudly as I park outside the drive. Looking up at Sams house.

"Stay here." I say and Ethan nods.

I sit there, looking back at the house, before sighing again and quickly getting out the car. "Thanks Ethan." I say before walking quickly to the house, the house looking, derelict and destroyed.

A trap house.

"Fuck." I whisper.

I open the door, it being unlocked for me. I walk in, closing the door behind me.

The paint is ripped and shredded off the walls, wooden floorboards everywhere. Sam normally was around Jacks. But I guess he decided to be alone.

"Josh?" I hear jacks panicked voice. I go to where the sound was coming from. Going into the room that I knew Jack and Sam was in.