a/n: i know im writing one for e cuz i didn't know what to think for gray lol
tw: addiction/drug use
y/n's pov:
i did every drug that exists. the reason: no idea. I've always liked the idea of new things.ive always liked the idea of drugs. that's why I'm an addict. my parents think I'm this perfect kid with good potential in life. knowing that, i feel like shit. I'm totally the opposite. it sucks that they don't know that i do drugs and think I'm doing good in life. excelling even. but no, it makes me depressed and i take drugs for it. if u'd look at me, u'd know that I'm an addict because of all the scars and bruises i have on my arms.
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i pocked in the thin needle in the crease of my right arm to soon feel the slight pinch. i could feel the heroin flow through my arm to the rest of my body.
i laid back on the toilet in the public bathroom of a little restaurant. my eyes were closed as i felt really relaxed, nearly falling asleep. but i soon, i felt cold and i needed something to cover me up. i slid down to the ground to lie down of the cold, hard bathroom floor. i started shivering uncontrollably and i felt dizzy. i seriously felt like i was gonna die. my arms started aching from the bruises i had. this is the worst ive felt in a while.
''help'' i yelled weakly.
ethan's pov:
i work at this restaurant only to get a bit of money. i go to college and need to pay for my rent. my life is pretty normal i guess. i go to parties, throw parties you know. just a simple life
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my job here is to clean. since we were closing, i had to go clean the bathrooms. i started with the men's bathroom and ended up in the women's. i cleaned the 1st, 2nd and 3rd stall but soon to noticed there was the head of a girl on the ground. i opened the 4th stall to see she was laying down on the ground. she looked so pale. i saw in her hands she had a small piece of aluminum foil and a needle.
''heroin'' i thought a bit shocked
i needed to help her. she looked almost lifeless on the ground shivering like she was having a seizure. i crunch over her to see she had a lot of bruises on her arms
''oh, her poor arms'' i winced
she had beautiful dark brown hair and a pretty face. i snapped out of my thoughts and checked her pulse: it was slow.
''911, what's your emergency''
y/n's pov:
i wake up from the dim lighting coming from a small lamp next to me. i started to look around and i realize I'm in a hospital bed. pain rushed through my body all of a sudden. i groaned and tried to move around to feel more comfortable. i check my surrounding, my eyes feeling heavy and spot this cute dude sleeping on the little couch next to my bed. he had cute short hair and he was wearing a waiters uniform. he had a name tag.
''ethan'' i said in my head
i find a clock ''2:36 am'' it said.
''shit'' i mumble to myself realizing how late it is.
my head started hurting really badly. as i lifted my arm to hold my head, i groaned which woke up this ''ethan'' boy. he was quick to call in a nurse. the nurse came in to give ethan pills and a cup of water.
''uh...hi, I'm ethan''
''yea, ur nametag'' i pointed
he chuckled as he held up in his palm the pills for me to put in my mouth. he then held up the cup of water for me to drink down the pills.
''thanks..'' i chuckled, my voice a bit hoarse
''my pleasure''
''im y/n btw''
''im aware...your an addict. i know because when i called the ambulance, they knew you since this already happened before'' he admitted giving me a sad grin.
''oh...I'm sorry y-you had to d-deal with me...i-im stupid enough to do it i-in the b-bathroom, i could've d-done it at h-home''
''n-no no you would've been dead by now''
i thought about it for a second, he was right. he wouldn't be there to help me at all.
i look back at him with a grin. appreciating him. i soon look back at my hands, playing with them, suddenly feeling shy. as i did that, i stared at my bruise that were on my arms to noticed how much damaged I've done to myself.
ethan's pov:
she looked sad as i stared at her, playing with her fingers. she had a tear rolling down her cheek. that's where she started crying.
i hurried next to her and held her soft cold hand onto mine for warmth. y/n then opened her arms signalling me to hug her. i stood up accepting to do so.
i rubbed her back gently, patting her hair for confort as she saoked my uniform in tears. she gripped my shirt, pulling me closer.
''i-imm s-soo soorry'' she sobs
i simply patted her soft hair in response.
''everything is gonna be ok''
a/n: i was to lazy to continue, so if you want a part 2 vote, comment yktv :)) love u guys, for 1k!! that's insane never thought id get there lmao. let me know if yall dm ppl on Wattpad, i could really use some friends
