Tough love

Loving Through Addiction pt. 1

Hey everyone! This was requested by Ezbit11 Hope you like it!!

Also this is really long so it's going to be 2-3 parts.

Finally all the Lark boys were once again in pristine health. Elijah and Dean had been keeping an eye on Damon out of worry that throwing up from sickness would trigger his eating disorder, but luckily it didn't seem to affect him at all.

And everything had finally settled down. Derek and Stiles had taken a trip with Scott and a few of their other friends to go camping, so the house was minus one of the boys (and biggest trouble makers). With all the quiet in the house, it allowed them to finally get things in order and think to themselves.

But one thing specifically stood out in Zac's mind.

"Hey Pete, can we talk?" Zac asked, looking over at Peter who was reading a book on the elements at their desk.

Peter smiled and put down his book, walking to his twins bed and sitting down on it, crossing his legs under him.

"Sure, everything okay?"

Zac but his lip and rubbed the back of his neck, but decided not to back out of what he wanted to talk about.

"Can... can we talk about ya know... the pill situation?" Zac asked quietly.

Peters body went rigid and his eyes narrowed slightly, but he swallowed and responded nonetheless.

"What about it?" He asked.

"You're kidding right? Peter you could've died." Zac stated incredulously, baffled that his twin could act like this was nothing.

But to Peter, it was nothing. Because all he was losing was himself.

"Zac it's not a big deal, okay? I'm clean now, let's leave it at that." Peter huffed out, standing from the bed.

Zac followed him in standing up, crossing his arms and taking a step towards the door so that Peter couldn't escape this conversation.

"Peter it's a huge deal! It's a huge deal that you even started doing drugs in the first place!" Zac began, only to be cut off by Peter.

"They weren't drugs! It was just pills-"

"Peter are you even hearing yourself? You were taking narcotics that weren't prescribed to you! Have you lost your fucking mind? It could've killed you Pete!" Zac yelled, exasperated.

Peter was shaking on the spot he stood, and Zac involuntarily took a step backwards as he saw his twin fighting back tears.

"And what would've been so bad about that?" Peter choked out, fists balling by his side.

"W-what?" Zac stuttered out, arms falling to his sides in confusion.

"Did I stutter Zac? What would have been so damn bad about that? At least the klutz and nerd of a twin would finally have been gone. Don't worry, because the state champion basketball captain would still have been here. God Zac, you don't even see how little people would miss me, do you? You're everything people want to be, you have no idea how fucking hard it is to be your twin and be like this! You're good at sports and people laugh at your jokes and part for you in the halls! I'm just the kid that enjoys science and math and gets pummeled by other kids in the hallways because they know I won't fight back! So yeah, it wouldn't be that bad if I died. In fact, i'm not sure anyone would ever notice. So dying is not a reason for me not to do drugs!" Peter yelled, tears finally coming down his face.

Zac didn't move a muscle as Peter stormed past him and out the door of their bedroom.

Zac didn't say anything at dinner when Peter moved his chair to the opposite side of the table.