A/N Hello my fabulous readers! Here's a new story for you called Just to Get High a colab with my best friend and Pre Reader of my other story, Remind Me. You can read this story on my account our on JordanPatzCullen's profile! Follow her too! Reviews make us smile and we appreciate every one!

Disclaimer: All characters belong to the wonderful Stephanie Meyer and because this is a songfic any similarities to the plot and some dialogue belong to Nickelback but the idea's are ours. We are NOT drug users; we just know how to use google so the facts in the fic may not be right but this is not an essay this is just used for entertainment purposes only. We plan on updating once a week after the first three or so chapters are published!

Feel free to to listen to Just to Get High by Nickelback to get a feel for the inspiration for this story. On with chapter 1, enjoy and see you at the bottom!

Best Friends

Edward's POV: Fuck me, Monday morning already. Rolling over to grab my phone, to check it like the morning paper. It's plugged in lying on the table beside my bed, charging by the framed picture of me and him. We are lying on our stomachs playing our new PS3 we got for our birthday, both of us with smiles ear to ear. He is my best friend, Jasper, my twin brother. We are nothing alike though. He's all our Dad, Carlisle. He's got the same honey blond hair but Jasper's hair curls messily at the top of his head and Carlisle's same icy blue eyes. While I'm my momma's boy; I have her strait odd color of reddish bronze hair and her green eyes. Twenty minutes later I'm sitting in my Volvo waiting for Jasper to get his ass out here. Every day I wait for him and everyday we're late to school. Come on we only have a few more weeks of our senior year just one time in my life I'd like to be on time. I get that from Carlisle, I have to be early everywhere I go, take the same route every time and that just drives Jasper insane. Ten minutes pass and he finally slides into the leather seat wearing jeans and light gray t-shirt. He still has sleep in his eyes and the underneath of them still have dark circles, like he's had no sleep in the past three weeks.

"What took you so long?" I ask trying not to sound too pissed off.

"Nothing," He mutters under his breath avoiding eye contact with me because he knows what's coming next.

"Empty your pockets,"

"Fuck off."

"No. Empty them. Now," I look at him sternly, stopping at a red light and he gives in. He pulls out a green pipe out and I snatch it out of his hands. This is what he started with, weed.

"What the hell dude? You fucking promised! No more, remember that? You promised you'd quit!" I scream.

"Yeah, I did but it's getting worse Edward! I wake up and I don't want to move, I feel every one. This is the only way I can feel normal." He murmurs. I tried to help him, honestly I did, but he would trade anything just to end his suffering and I couldn't blame him. But I just couldn't lose him; I know it's not just weed he's going after. I've tried to convince him to try and get help; I mean our own father is a damn doctor.

"What else did you plan on doing today?" I ask, but he stays silent. "Tell me!" I holler.

"Black pearl,"

"Heroin again? Really Jasper, I can't fucking lose you, you're going to stop doing this," I shake the pipe in his face, "I will find a way to make you stop, even if it's the last fucking thing I do," I state calmly while slamming the car door to make my way inside the school, where I am greeted with a kiss on the cheek by my girl.

The way she has to stand on her very tippy toes to reach my face is way too adorable for me to handle so I bring my lips to hers. Her kiss takes the sting out of my pounding headache.

"Hey guys!" Bella walks through the front door of the school with Charlotte; Peter follows behind with his hand laced in hers. "Jasper not here today?" she questions while looking around me and Alice to find him.

"Uh yeah, but he might still be out in the car. We kind of got in a fight this morning." I explain.

"Oh," she says then trails off to her class as the first bell just rang. I know she has a thing for him, mostly because she told me how 'cute' and 'sweet' he was. I don't understand how she says that because most of the time lately he's just been a dick to anyone who looks at him. The way her eyes light up when his name leaves her mouth, and even though they don't talk and don't have the friendship Bella and I share, something about her makes his light up when he sees her.

The first two periods surprisingly fly in a blur and Jasper exits his class, that's directly across the hall from mine, at the same time.

"Hey!" I try to sound as cheery as possible hoping our fight has blown over. We walk to the lunch room together he still not speaking to me. Okay apparently I was wrong, he'll get over it though, he always does.

"I want my pipe back. I'm meeting James during lunch. I have every intention of getting high." He tells me when we break into my circle of friends. They're not really friends to him because he keeps to himself, staying away from everybody to avoid everyone's emotions. I'm the only one that knows about his curse and I am the only one who knows he's hard on drugs.

"No. I will not give it back," I state feeling the blood run to face in anger.

"Edward please! You don't know what this is like! I have everyone's anger, depression and anxiety pushed into me! I can't take it anymore; if a little weed makes me feel normal for even just a couple of minutes, that's what I'm going to do!" he pleads, turning around trying to stomp away. But I grab his forearm forcefully, stopping in his tracks.

"Hey! I get it okay, but you can't keep doing this. Please just let Dad help you!" I beg. But he shakes out of my grasp and stomps out of the school.

I'm pinching the bridge of my nose when Bella and Alice walk up. Alice grabs my hand and Bella doesn't say anything because I'm sure she just witnessed our fight and she wants to chase after him, make it all better. I really wish she wasn't so caring; he's not right for her she'll only walk away broken. I spend lunch with Alice in my lap and I try to seem as normal as possible. I laugh when everyone laughs throw in a couple yeah's and sure's to prove I'm listening. Jasper and I fight all the time recently and I know it's because of the drugs; I just want my brother back, my best friend. I know he'll just blow it off and come back for last hour American History, but when he doesn't show even Bella is concerned. We're studying the Civil War right now, his favorite subject; I don't understand why he's not here. I feel that half of my heart dedicated to my family crack a little deeper because I know I am already losing him.

After the bell finally rings letting this fuckery of a day end, I wait in my car for an hour to wait for Jasper to show, but he never does. I drive home alone blaring Five Finger Death Punch, my own dose of anger music. Entering the house, the over powering scent of my mother's pot roast wafts into my nose.

"Hi honey! How was school?" She asks just like every other day.

"Good, I think." I offer a smile.

"Is your brother still out in the car?" she enquires.

"Um, no he actually went home with a couple of friends; he asked me to tell you when I got home that he wouldn't be home for dinner," I say covering for him. I hate lying to my mom but what else can I do? I tell them what he's really doing and I have betrayed him and lost all my trust he as in anyone. He needs someone or he just might go and, yeah, can't even think about that.

"Okay," she chimes off into the kitchen to start making homemade bread. With Carlisle's busy schedule, Monday and Saturday nights are generally the only ones we have family dinners.

I sit in my room, still with anger music playing, to do my homework and exchanging texts with Alice until dinner is ready.

"Edward! Carlisle! Dinner is ready!" Esme hollers up the stairs, I meet Carlisle in the hallway as he exits his office. Once at the table we all join hands and Carlisle leads our family in thanking the Lord for everything we have and reminds Him how much we all need each other.

"Amen." We all say in unison and start digging in. Dinner goes smoothly as always. We talk about our jobs, my grades and no one is worrying about Jasper but me. He does such a good job of hiding everything they don't suspect anything is wrong. Esme over cooks as always, she makes enough to feed an army almost every meal, but everything is delicious.

After dinner, I help with the dishes and take a shower. I step into the steaming water and wash my body slowly. I slide down the wall of the shower until I'm sitting with my head between my knees; I close my eyes and let the too hot water pour down my back. My head is throbbing with thoughts about Jasper. I know snorting the heroin hasn't been cutting it lately and he's going to try shooting up. I can almost live with him just doing the weed but heroin will fuck you up; I just couldn't live with myself if something happened to him and I didn't say anything. I sit there until the water runs cold and even after that I still sit there longer. I get dressed in my black wife beater and sweats and call Bella.

"Hello?" she answers.

"Hey," I try to mask the fact I am about to break down. "Um, have you seen Jasper?"

"No. I haven't seen him since lunch," the phone goes silent. "Bella?" but the only thing I hear is a faint whisper.

"Jasper?" her voice asks nervously.

"Wait, did you find him?" I scream. But she doesn't answer that question.

"Tell me what you know, tell me what you've gone and done, Edward!" She screams back at me. I open my mouth to beg for answers. But the phone is silent. Where is she? Where is he? Is he okay? I call back but her phone goes straight to her happy voiced voicemail. I try again and again until my phone dies. I plug it in and go downstairs to see my dad in watching the football game, or Pack Ball as Carlisle likes to call it. He's changed into his Packers t-shirt and sweats as well. I look everywhere for Carlisle's phone so I can keep trying Bella's phones but every time its voice mail. I call Jasper for the millionth time this night and his goes to voicemail, too. Jasper still isn't home even Esme starts to worry.

"Who did you say Jasper was with?" She asks he never misses his ten o'clock curfew.

"Peter, I think," I answer pulling the most random name out of my head. Right then the home phone rings and Esme answers. The little hairs on the back of my neck are standing up and there's an eerie feeling in the air. It's too late for anyone to be calling us; even Alice wouldn't call this late. I'm holding my breath as she answers the phone.

"Hello?" Through the static of the phone I can still make out what the man is saying on the other line.

"Mrs. Cullen? Yeah, we have your son here in Forks Memorial Hospital you need to get down here right away."

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