Addiction (23)-
Pj rushed into the bathroom and opened his secret drawer, only to find it empty.
“Shit!”
His hands were shaking as he rummaged through the drawers, and as he texted Mal frantically. He knew he didn’t have enough money, but he’d make do, he needed something.
“You okay Peej?”
“Y-yeah, I’m fine, give me a minute.”
“Okay…”
Jack sounded unsure. Pj was worrying him, fuck.
Pj slipped out of the bathroom when he got a text back, and grabbed his bag of shit.
“I’m gonna go meet someone, love you-”
He starts to rush out, but Jack stops him, grabbing his arm. Pj winces.
“Pj… I know about the cocaine.”
“Then let me go, please, I need it-”
“Pj, I can’t. You’re in withdrawal, you need to stop. I love you, but I can't keep watching you destroy yourself.”
“Jack- Sean- please-”
“Pj, don’t do it-”
Pj feels the tears rushing down his face as he pushes Jack off and runs down the hall. He slows down as he gets further away, and he starts to process what had happened. He meets with Mal, and sits down, staring at the bag in his hand. Why’d I have to ruin everything?
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Febuwhump 2020
RandomYet another daily prompt challenge 1- Trapped 2- Peer Pressure 3- Taken 4- "Where are you?" 5- Major Character Death 6- Torture 7- Imprisoned 8- Bullied 9- Coma 10- Head Trauma 11- Amnesia 12- Amputated 13- Anger 14- Fallen 15- Betrayal 16- Car Cr...
