I opened my eyes.
Wasn't I in the bathroom a minute ago?
I looked towards the window.
It wasn't morning when I was...
…
I remember now.
"Hey." The voice rang in my ears.
"..."
"It's me." Mello?
"..." I heard him huff.
"Wake the fuck up, you asshole."
"What?"
"Good, you're awake." I rolled my eyes.
"Obviously." Silence.
"So..." he looked up at me, and looked hurt.
"What's wrong, Mels?"
"Wh..what's wrong with me? Dude, what's wrong with you?" I wave of anger and hurt washed over his face.
"...what?" I didn't catch on.
"You shoot heroin, don't you?" It hit me like a brick. "You cut your wrists, too. You smoke pot, don't you?"
"..."
"God damn it." Mello huffed and walked away, coming back a minute later. "You shoot this, don't you?" he held up a vile. I stayed quiet. "Why?"
"..."
"You don't even have a reason!" He growled and threw the little glass jar at the wall and I heard it crack. I cringed.
"Mels..."
"No, never mind, forget I said anything. I'm not anyone to tell people not to do drugs. I'm especially no one to tell them not to cut their fucking wrists." He paused. "Gods, Matt, why? Can't you stop? What if I hadn't found you in there? You could have bled to death, Matt..." He stopped again, relaxing slightly.
"I can stop..." I mumbled.
"Can you? Really?" He looked back up. "I saw your wrists, you've been doing it for years, Matt!"
"Mels, I can stop for you!" I decided, raising my voice. He hesitated.
"I swear to God, if I find any more drugs or razors I'll fucking shoot you."
"I know...withdrawal will be fun for the both of us." I grinned lightly.
"We'll live..." Mello sighed and relaxed completely. "You'll live."
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Maybe I should do a third part with withdrawal?
If I should, tell me in a review~
I'm uploading a snogging scene in between probably, though XD
But you'll like that better than Matty in pain.
Yayy
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