and that's when it really sinks in.
and that's when it hits him.
that these god damn drugs won't fix him.
Curled up on the floor, can't take it anymore.
Now he's talking to God 'cause he's the only one that gets him.
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Ashton in that moment realized while he was sitting pathetically on his bed sniffing stupid unknown substances that they would not help him.
No at all. These fucking drugs had done nothing but ruin him. taking the carpet beneath his feet and letting him fall into realization he go that hit of reality
And man did it hit hard
He jumped of his bed and fell to the floor pushing the drugs further and further away from him
Who in the world would think innocent Ashton would be a drug addict. he couldn't take it at all and he had no idea what to do
He repeatedly hit himself on the head before curling into a ball on the floor slightly shaking while rocking himself back and forth
He thought he was going crazy
Tears were threatening to spill from his eyes and he didn't have a care in the world to stop them
In fact he was encouraging them. crying was liberating. it felt so much better to just let it all out
Tears were running down his face
He got a peak in the mirror beside him and was horrified by what was seen in the reflection. he couldn't even recognize himself
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Ashton. | {a.i au}
Short Story'In which a boy runs out of things to believe in" 'Yeah I hope that you all feel guilty, Because I'm broken now and you can't heal me, But don't hold your breath because I ain't ever coming back, Sincerely yours Ashton.' © Copyright All Rights Rese...
