❃Addicted to you❃
Disclaimer: I do not own Escaflowe or 12 stones I am just using their characters/ lyrics for my story. I do not own/ do the various drugs that will be appearing in this story. Thank You.
A/N: This will now be a long story, I think between 10-15 chapters at the most or maybe 20. Please read and review I hope you all enjoy it thank you.
Chapter 1: white dust
Alone again, again alone
Patiently waiting by the phone
Hoping that you will call me home
The pain inside my love denied
Hopes and dreams swallowed by pride
Everything I need it lies in you-Broken-12 stones-
A boy with unruly black hair threw open the door to his room, stepped in and locked it. He threw his back pack in the corner of his room and than collapsed on the couch in his room. He lay their for a moment, than he stared at his back pack. He checked to see if the door was locked and than he grabbed his back pack and dragged it to the couch. He unzipped the front pocket and pulled out a zip lock bag with white powder in it that resembled sugar. He placed the zip lock bag on the coffee table and than unzipped another pocket on his bag and pulled out a straw. He stared at the bag, sighed, than opened it he took out some of the powder and placed in on the table in a straight line. He than took the straw placed it in his nose and than placed it in front of the line of powder. He inhaled deeply and than moved the straw along the line sniffing up the whole line of white powder. He dropped the straw and rubbed his temples and than wiped his nose.
"Damn." he muttered.
He leaned back against the couch and sighed loudly, the sound of a car pulling into the driveway rang in his head.
"Fuck!" he yelled.
He stumbled getting up, he wiped the table and than put the zip lock bag and the straw in his back pack. He threw his backpack across the room and the collapsed on the couch, the quiet footsteps coming up the stairs rang in his head like a siren. The doorknob shook and it drove him crazy.
"Fuck off! Don't come in!" he yelled.
A light knock was issued on the door but to him the knock was a pound.
"Van?" a quiet voice asked.
A wave a relaxation washed over him and he sighed in a happy manner, and laughed.
"Merle, Merle." he mumbled.
He groggily stood up and made his way to the door, he fumbled with the lock laughing at himself. The doorknob turned and the door opened slowly.
"Van?" a sweet voice asked in a purring tone.
A young girl stepped into the room, she had light pink hair and tanned skin. She was wearing a spaghetti strapped pink dress.
"Van don't tell me you were..." Merle was cut off.
Van slammed his fist on the wall.
"Don't tell me what I can and cannot do! I can fucking snort coke if I want!" Van's mood switched from calm to angry in a flash.
"Van just stop, you said." Merle started her lip began to tremble.
Van's mood switched again "It's hard...I try...I fuck you I'm not an addict I can quit anytime!"
"Than do it..." Merle said.
She opened the door and stopped,"Bye Van."
Merle closed the door softly behind her and Van listened her light footsteps echoed around the quiet house. Than stopped, she was gone.
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Van sat in the boy's washroom, a needle in his hand he just finished injecting it.
"God." Van muttered.
He rubbed his temples and got up, he was dizzy and the bell for class rang an hour ago he was late. He pushed open the door to the boy's washroom and left in a drowsy state. He stumbled down the hall, he had to get to his car before someone seen him. He should have waited to do it, but he couldn't he needed to get high now. Van caught sight of his red convertible and walked toward it, his head began to clear up but he was still drowsy.
"I can't drive like this." Van said.
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A sandy haired girl stepped out of her blue Mazda, she locked the door and slung her back pack over her shoulders. She was late for school because of a doctor's appointment, she leaned down and checked her hair and than proceeded to the front doors. She heard a sound and turned around, she saw someone trudge to their car.
"That's Van from my tech class." she said.
Van leaned over and grabbed his stomach and let out a moan,"Oh fuck!" he yelled.
She quietly walked over to him, "Are you okay?" she asked.
Van laughed "Yea sure fine." he said.
She managed a smile and began to walk away, Van grabbed onto her arm lightly.
"What's your name?" he asked.
"Hitomi." she said, he eyes trailed over him taking in his features.
He was handsome, unruly black hair, chocolate brown eyes, nice butt, great body. Hitomi's eyes trailed down to his arms, the scars of where countless needles had pierced were visible. A fresh one had blood trickling down his arm. Van noticed her staring at him, he followed her gaze.
"What?" he asked.
"Nothing." Hitomi said she pulled her arm away from him.
"Bye Van." she said.
She walked away, Van leaned against his car and watched her.