TW‼️: mentions of abuse, drug abuse, addiction, SH, SA, rape and mental health issues, and family issues(ik it's a lot)
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"You're fucking crazy" Mac said, leaving his room, his sister following behind
"Are you using again??" she asked, following him, trying to meet his eyes.
"Are you?" He shot back, turning around
"You don't get to ask me that, I'm an adult you're in highschool Mac" she said, crossing her arms.
"You're just like mom you know that?" He asked, scoffing, "You're a fucking hypocritical piece of sh-" He was interrupted by a harsh slap, Mila looked at him, her chest heaving.
"Don't you dare compare me to her,- I practically raised you" she said, her voice raising, "You're fucking deranged." she said, turning back to look through his room.
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This stoey revolves around two siblings, Mila and Mac, who live with their dad and little sister. They grew up poor, being woken up in the middle of the night to go to drug deals, and just got used to it. Mac and Mila try to survive and keep each other alive, killing themselves in the process.
USER SERIES 1
Micah Rex: He's handsome, dangerous, reckless. An addict. When he walks into a room, people notice. People are scared of him, people don't look him in the eye.
AJ Ferro: She's cute, nice respectful. A helper. When she walks in a room, people usually get flowers. People love her, people want to be her friend.
Despite her cheery nature and soft words AJ has never had it easy when it came to addiction -or depression. Without his addiction, sadness and anger Micah doesn't know who he is -and he hates not knowing things.
And, of all places, they meet at a rehab center.
He looked at her and saw a peppy girl with no future. She looked at him and saw a troubled boy with a bad past.
Micah wants to die, AJ wants him to live.
It's only a matter of time before one of them breaks through or breaks the other.
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I was 12 the first time I took a hit off a joint at a party, smoked a blunt by myself and bought a bong. I was 13 when I started drinking alcohol for fun. 14 the first time I took ecstasy at a college party I snuck into, the same age I lost my virginity. This was the first time I went to a mental institution because it's also the year I first tried to kill myself. 15 the first time I smoked meth, took a bump of cocaine, shot myself up with heroine. This was the first time I got sent to rehab, it didn't work and I came out worse.
I was 16 when I tried to commit three times in the same year, the last time I got my heart to stop for 30 seconds. That year was also the first time I snorted Hydrocodone, getting me started in opiates, I experimented with Xanax and liked it.
And I was a month from 17 when I got sober.
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"Fuck you." I snap.
"You already have." Micah bites out. "And I'm pretty fucking sure you liked it too, if your orgasms were anything to go by."
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"I want-" Micah stopped, running his fingers through his hair. "Never mind what I want. What do you want?" His voice is quieter now, more gentle.
"You."