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Gabby could absolutely not believe what was right in front of her. Troy, holding a syringe filled with heroin.

Troy sat there, his back against his head board looking absolutely drained, clutching the syringe after fully injecting himself previously, his body drenched in sweat that it showed through his white t-shirt, his hair matted, all Gabby knew, was that this was not the Troy she had come to know.

Chad had regained his balance and couldn't believe his eyes either, he was left incredibly speechless. Gabby however was not, and walked over to Troy snatching the needle from his hand and the aluminum can he had used to cook it in and tossed it firmly in the trash. She approached Troy's side and felt his forhead, his temperature was more stable but he was still reeling from the shot he had taken. She helped him take off his shirt and made him lie down in the bed. Her face serious but her eyes full of worry the entire time.

"Chad, can you please get me a washcloth? Wet it with moderately cold water. Also get me a glass of water." Chad obeyed promptly and left the room.

Gabby looked back at Troy and found that he had gone to sleep already. So she pulled up a chair next to the bed and pushed his wet hair away from his face.

Chad finally arrived with everything she had asked for and excused himself saying he would sleep in Zeke and Jason's room and Gabby could take his bed for the night if she was to take care of Troy. Gabby thanked him as she saw him leave the room.

But she didn't use the bed, or sleep more than ten minutes and a time. She found herself constantly checking to see if Troy would wake up then and dabbed his forehead with the cold washcloth when he would move in discomfort.

It was morning by the time Troy began to stir and Gabby was till right by his bed. She watched his eyes flutter open and Gabby could see his brilliant blue eyes adjust to the sunlight. He had just noticed she was there in the room and smiled warmly to her, but noticed she would not smile back. Her expression would tell him nothing, but her eyes held the emotions of disbelief, anger, and sadness.

"Why would you do that Troy?" Gabby asked softly to him, her eyes barely brimming with fresh tears.

Troy looked away at her, not fully able to look her in the eyes and not break down himself. He noticed her disheveled appearance and the dark circle forming around her eyes and knew she had stayed the night to look after him so she could properly talk to him.

"I don't know…" Troy whispered. It was the truth if he ever knew it.

Gabby sighed deeply, "How long?"

"How long what?"

"How long have you been taking heroin Troy?" she asked, trying her best to control her voice from wavering.

"A few weeks." He said after a moment, "I met this guy after a show, he offered me some and I took it."

"You figured, 'what the hell?' right?" Gabby said, she was no longer looking at him and now looked at the trashcan she had disposed it in.

"I guess." Troy said.

"Can't you see this is hurting you Troy?" Gabby asked him, he only nodded.

"And can't you see if you hurt yourself, you hurt those around you? Especially me."

Troy couldn't say anything at this point, it was never in his intention to hurt anyone around him, especially not Gabby. He looked into her eyes, that were now completely filled with tears, it hurt him inside. He itched for the drug, it made him feel good. He felt more free with the drug, made him runaway from reality even if for a few fleeting moment. It was bad, he knew it, but he couldn't stop, and he didn't know why.

But what surprised him was that instead of blowing up at him or reprimanding him for this, she was calm, her voice even, but displaying all her hurt all the same. He always thought he was the one helping her break out of her shell, but right now, she was the one helping him.

"Please get help Troy, please? I'll even go with you to the clinic." Gabby begged him.

"What about you classes?"

"There are more important things." Gabby said, "You told me that."

THAT'S ALL I HAVE FOR NOW, I'M SORRY, MY HEAD HAS BEEN ON OTHER THINGS BUT ANTICIPATE FULL ON DRAMA IN OTHER CHAPTERS! BUT I JUST WANTED TO GET THE DILEMMA OUT SINCE I FELT BAD LEAVING THE CLIFFHANGER!!!!! REVIEWS MAKE ME SMILE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!