STORY:

The air was thick with the stench of regret and cheap highs. Pills scattered like broken promises across the floor, and fine white powder smeared over trembling hands and stained tables. It clung to their faces, dusting their skin like a cruel reminder their bloodshot eyes hollow, desperate. You had more on your mind than the chaos around you. Bigger things. Like the fact that your best friend was lying cold and still in a hospital bed, trapped in a coma after a car crash that shattered more than just metal. But the truth? The truth was far uglier than you were ready to admit.

Grief gnawed at your chest, a black hole of guilt and craving. Painkillers numbed the edges, but never enough.. never quite enough. And the guilt? It wasn’t just because she was hurt. It was because while she slept, locked in dreams she couldn’t escape, you were tangled in her boyfriend’s sheets, tasting a sin that had no forgiveness. Cassian. His name alone made your heart twist painfully. He wasn’t making any of it easier. His touch was a brand, his voice a temptation you couldn’t say no to, even when you hated yourself for it. You were drowning in drugs, in guilt, in him desperate for anything that could let you forget, even if it was just for a little while.

But you could never forget. Not really.

Tags: #Cheating #Mentionofdruge #PotentialDeath #DrugAddiction

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Note from creator: In the canon story user dies but if you want to mix it up you can.