Deppression & Obsession
Cait's having second thought's with her and Fox Wilde's developing relationship.
Yeah I wrote another fic (currently working on another chapter for Curie and Maxson). This one probably won't be updated as often but maybe every week or two.
For longest she's know him he's been a mess, her mess. Cait's known Fox Wilde for a while he was exactly what his name stood for "wild." But he wasn't like that all the time sometimes he was sweet, calm and caring but other times he was greedy, overly aggressive and just plain psychotic, he seemed to flip like a light switch it was on and off all the time. She was wondering If she had made a mistake, but of course he'd be her always had a habit of falling for the bad boys, she lived for the high -the thrill that she'd get with those sorts of guys but they always end out the same, they'd love her and cherish her but the they'd become aggressive, needy and greedy. Trying to take her free will keep her under control and help her kill herself, by giving her drugs as incentive for staying, she didn't want that kind of relationship again but she couldn't avoid it.
Fox Wilde looked like a boy he claimed he was 27 but he was awkward, skinny almost lanky, not in a good way either. Sharp bones protruding from his hips, ribs peaking from his skin he was overall kinda pointy, His face was pretty normal but he had bag's slowly building under his eyes -they were always glassy... too glassy. He always had such a mean look on his face but when looked at her it was kinda dopey -cute almost, but she wasn't gonna be a fool for him she was know one's fool, but she was addicted. She wished she could walk away, forget him, never even know him but she wasn't anyone's fool but his fool. She hated saying it but they were jointed by the hips, they were partners in crime, they both liked beating the fuck outta people, going out getting drunk, but there was one problem... drugs.
She didn't wanna get addicted again, it ruined here life made her sick all the time and she hated it. But Fox Wilde he sat across from her casually snorting a mix of buffout and mentats while pumping himself with psycho, It was disgusting. He looked like he'd up-chuck any moment, but who was she to judge she followed him. She wanted to leave, she didn't wanna see him hurt himself, even after he'd stop he wouldn't seek help, he'd just stay even though he was suffering withdrawal, She wanted to help him but it never worked, they'd just get in a shouting match or he'd just run off with MacCready and steal some stuff. That's how it'd usually work out. She was tired of the shouting, crying and constant vomiting, everyday that's the only thing she got, the adventures they had were always fun but this was too much. She didn't like seeing him like this, and not to mention his hatred for a man called "Papa Patriarchy" whenever he was mentioned the boy would go off, screaming and shouting while Patriarchy gave him no satisfaction. It boiled the boy's blood, he hated him for everything he's done, which was rather nerve-racking in Cait's opinion, she knew he couldn't kill patriarchy but all the threats they got to her. She knew he definitely wouldn't kill her if he tried he wouldn't get far but his words were sharp as daggers clinging into her flesh, he is crazy so anything is possible...
