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Kristen turned on the light as you tried to sneak your way to your room.
"Please for the love of god, don't tell me that you went to another one of your drug parties, (y/n)."
You look around the room, not wanting to meet her eyes as she would know that you had been drinking and smoking.
"Jesus Christ. What the hell are you doing with your life?"
"I'm having fun like you are. Don't I get to join in on the festivities?"
You tried to excuse yourself.
"You can do whatever you want but you've been coming home late in the night with your breath smelling like alcohol and your eyes red from the drugs."
"So?"
"So! Mom and dad will be pissed if they find out what you've been doing?"
"How are they going to know? All they care about is their famous and talented daughter. They don't care about their son."
"What are you talking about? Of course they care."
Kristen pulls out her phone to show you all the photos she had been been tagged on social media.
"This is just twitter. Magazines are going to print this on their next issue and mom and dad are going to see you passed out from the drugs you took today."
"What's the big deal? I'm finally on the cover of a magazine."
Kristen shakes her head and puts her phone away.
"The big deal is that you're going to get yourself killed and I don't want any part in that."
"What are you talking about?"
"I'm done lending you money, (y/n). Find someone to fuel your drugs."
Kristen grabs her bag and makes her way out the door.
"You need help and you obviously don't want mine so I'm not staying here anymore. I'm done. I'm exhausted from trying to get you on the right path."
She opens the door to leave and then stops to turn around and face you.
"You know what the worst part is? The worst part is that you don't care about anyone but yourself."
Kristen heads out and slams the door closed, leaving you alone in the house.
X
You looked up at the name of the rehab center, making sure it was the right one. You had thought long and hard about everything Kristen had told you and she was right. You stopped caring about everything and anything. You never stopped to realize that your actions were affecting people and now that you did stop and think, it was too late. The only person that supported you had left. Now it was going to be up to you to fix yourself and get better for yourself and your family.
X
"Babe, is that you brother?"
Kristen groans loudly and covers her face with a pillow to avoid hearing any more news of you. She had cut you off and it still hurt to think that you had prepared the drugs and parties over your family.
"I don't want to talk about him. Let me sleep."
"Kristen, you need to see this."
Dylan raises the volume of the tv so Kristen is able to hear glimpses of the news.
"...Just checked into rehab...details are unknown...no comments from him or rehab center....sister and parents are nowhere to be seen."
Kristen throws off the pillow and sits up to look at the tv to find that they had filmed you walking into a rehab center about 2 hours ago. They go into more detail about how this event was caused by what had happened last night.
"What did happen last night?"
Dylan asks Kristen.
"He took enough drugs and alcohol that he ended up passing out in the middle of party. He came home still out of it but able to comprehend what I was talking to him about. We got into a fight and I basically disowned him.
"Kristen.."
"No, Dylan. He had plenty of chances. How do I know that this is not an act so that I come running back to him to support him. I'm tired of our parents always blaming me for the fact that their son is like that."
Dylan pulls Kristen to her arms to comfort her.
"I get it. You don't have to explain to me. If you don't want to talk to him then don't talk to him."
X
A year had passed since you had spoken to Kristen or your parents. You had honestly thought they would eventually come to visit you but it didn't surprise you either that no one ended up coming. You had pushed them all away and now you were suffering the consequences. It was your last day at the rehab center so you were being processed to be released. It made you a little anxious to be out in the world again where you could easily access drugs or alcohol but at least you were had a therapist in case you ever thought about using again.
You thanked the staff as they handed you your luggage and walked out the doors to find yourself surrounded by cameras. You shielded yourself from the view and tried your best to walk through the, but it was impossible.
"Come on, I got you."
The voice is familiar enough to you that you let them lead you out of the paparazzi circle and into a car.
"Kristen!"
You wrap your arms around her tightly when she climbs in the driver seat.
"I thought you didn't want to see me again."
"Not at first because I thought it was just your way to drag me back in but I realized that you really wanted to better yourself and I would've been a terrible sister if I don't support you in these few weeks after getting released. I know it's a little overwhelming to be out in the real world again but you have mom, dad and I. You're not alone."
You cry into her shoulder as you hear her speech. All you ever daydreamed inside the rehab center was rebuilding your connection with your family and it was slowly working out.
"Lets go then. Mom and dad are waiting for us."
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