𝗙𝗶𝗻𝗻 𝗪𝗼𝗹𝗳𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗱 𝗜𝗺𝗮𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗲𝘀

dealer

𝗦𝗼𝗻𝗴: 𝗗𝗲𝗮𝗹𝗲𝗿 𝗯𝘆 𝗟𝗮𝗻𝗮 𝗗𝗲𝗹 𝗥𝗲𝘆
𝗪𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀: 𝗱𝗿𝘂𝗴 𝘂𝘀𝗲, 𝘀𝘂𝗶𝗰𝗶𝗱𝗲, 𝗿𝗮𝗽𝗲, 𝗰𝘂𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗻𝗴, 𝘀𝗲𝗹𝗳𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗺
𝗡𝗼𝘁 𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗰𝗸𝗲𝗱
𝗘𝗻𝗷𝗼𝘆
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(Y/n's POV Present time)

I have a problem, a drug problem. I haven't been clean for about a month.

A month ago I was dating Trevor. He was my everything, he is my everything.

But sadly I'm not his.

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(A month ago)

I knock on Trevor's bedroom door waiting to see what he wanted from me. He opens the door with a straight face then signals me to sit on the bed.

'wow no hug? no kiss?' I thought to myself.

"So what's up" I say with a smile trying to brighten up the mood.

"We need to break up" He says looking down.

My smile instantly dropped along with my heart. "W-what" I say tears brimming in my eyes trying to blink them away.

"I don't know how to explain it I guess I just fell out of love and I don't think I can handle you right now" He says staring at the ground.

"C-can't handle me?" My voice cracks as I speak.

"I didn't mean it like that I meant I just can't handle a relationship right now" He says finally meeting me eyes and I swear I see his eyes soften but maybe I'm imagining it.

He quickly darts his eyes at anywhere else but mine.

"I-I need to go" I say with a more noticeable crack in my voice. I get up and quickly run out of his house with tears streaming down my face not knowing where to go.

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(A week after the breakup)

"Almost there" I mumble to myself walking to the destination that I find comfort in.

I drag my legs up the small porch. I knock on the door and It opens appearing Sam.

My dealer.

"Hi Sam" I say hugging him. Me and Sam have gotten close over the week we have known eachother.

He actually cares about me. Even though I give him money for drugs he makes sure I don't have too much since I'm too young even though he's only a couple years older than me. I'm 17 and he is 21. See? Not a big difference.

"What do you need Y/n" He says letting me into the small house and guiding me to the living room.

"What I can't just hang out with my new best friend?" I say but he doesn't buy it. "Okay fine I need drugs" I sigh handing him money.

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I quickly down the three pills in front of me wanting to feel happy. When I'm high I'm happier than ever.

Now I know why my dad always got high it's amazing. Sadly he's gone now but I won't let that get me down.

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