Confessions of a Heartbroken Drug Addict:

Disclaimer: I don't own the twilight characters, Stephenie Meyer does.

Chapter 1: Lauren's Present

BPOV:

After he left, my whole life had gone up in smokes. I no longer had the ability to feel happy, so I needed to substitute it with drugs. Ecstasy to be exact. I came across it at a party at Mike's house; Lauren had given it to me.


Start Flashback:

It was a week after he left me. Mike had asked me to come, and I accepted to try and forget Edwa-him. It didn't work. I was completely miserable and was standing in the corner when Lauren approached me. Her exact words were, "Are you sad? Well, here's something that will help." And she slipped the pill into my hand. I tried it and she had actually been right, it did help. It got me out of my misery. And that's how it started.

End Flashback.

With drugs, I started to feel better, it was true. Then, it got worse. Before I found help in drugs, Charlie had stopped talking to me; thinking I had gone insane. He had a right to think this, as I was constantly waking up in the middle of the night screaming "NO…. EDWARD COME BACK!!!!!!!!!!!" Along with that, I was completely depressed. Both now and then. The drugs helped me remember him, make sure he'd always be in my brain, but they also helped me get rid of my misery.

Nowadays though, I didn't care about anything. I skipped school and did drugs with Lauren. It was fine. I was just a bit better.

Today was the first day he'd spoken to me in months, so I knew it would be awful. I was right. He started to talk, "Bella, these past months have been hard on you. And I know what you've been doing to yourself. Drugs won't make anything better. And-"

I cut him off, "But they make me feel better. They make everything better, sometimes they remind me of him, and make me happy, and sometimes they make me forget about him which takes a lot of the pain away."

"Well, Bella if that's how you feel…."

"It is.."

"Bella, I'm sorry, but that's just not normal. It's just a boy! You need to get over him! I can't stand to see you like this anymore!"

"He was and is everything to me!" I barely got it out and when I did, I was surprised by the truth of my words.

"Well, Bella, I hate to do this, but I think I need to send you to rehab." My life had been in hell, then it started to get better, and now I was sent right back down. Right to the deepest pit.