Evanston Imagines

Imagine Catching Mike Taking Drugs

"Mike I'm home!" You called coming in from work. He didn't answer. "Mike!" You called again. You walked up stairs and saw him sat on the bed. "Mike?" You gently knock. He turned and jumped. Under his nose was a white powder. "What is that?" You asked. "What is what?" He asked. "Under your nose." He knitted his brows and wiped under his nose.

He looked shocked, "I can-" "no! Mike your taking drug?!" You grew angry, "your supposed to be looking after your son but instead your taking drugs! What next am I going to walk in to see you shagging some drugy girl with tattoos all over her body?" Before he said anything you began to pack your bags. "Babe where are you going?" He said standing in your way.

"Either you go get some help or you can say good bye to me and your son. I mean it Mike." You warned. "Fine I'll get help, just please stay. I can't live without you and my son. I love you and that's why I did it." He said taking your hands. You looked into his eyes shaking your head and pulled your hands away, "we're the reason your killing yourself with these drugs? Mike I don't know who you are anymore. You've been acting strange and getting sleepy. You need to stop now or.. Or you'll die."

"I will please stay. Please I beg you." He begged taking your hands again. "Okay, fine I'll help you get through this." You gently squeezed his hands. He smiled and kissed your lips, "thank you Y/N. I love you so much" You smiled, "i love you so much too."