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Cosmo knew she was in deep shit. Seth has found her stash, along with her vial of coke and among the other drugs she's been taking, but mostly the pills and coke. She could stlll feel the after effects of the drugs but she was more so angry that he seemed to be pissed off with her. In her mind, he had no right to judge her by any means. After all, he wasn't perfect himself and he sure as hell wasn't all together himself sometimes.

"Look, I can explain." She sighed.

"Oh really? You can explain all of this? Why you have been acting so weird and why you have been acting as though you have lost your mind? Can you really explain this, Cosmo?" He was furious and she knew it from that tone. But if there was one thing Seth knew, it was that she could take it and dish it right back at him.

"Its just my medication, that's all." She lied.

"Oh really? I didn't know sniffing coke and popping ectasy pills and injecting yourself with a needle was medication? Oh excuse the fuck out of me." His sarcasm obvious to Cosmo.

However, Cosmo didn't seem to be bothered by it, or in this case, she didn't really care.

"Weren't you suppose to be getting me aspirin anyway?" She scoffed, walking around to the medicine cabinet for the Advil pills.

"I'm not worried about the damn Advil, I'm more concerned with how long you have been doing this? Does Skylar know? Does anyone else know besides me right now?"

"Only Justin but that's it." She shrugged as swallowed an Advil to help with her headache while getting her cup to get some water from the sink. Seth took the water from her and took her back to the bedroom with the drugs.

"How long?" He asked firmly.

"How long what?" She crossed her arms, sniffling.

"How long have you been doing this?" He asked carefully, trying not to go off on her. He was angry with her but he also wanted to find the reason as to why she was doing this. There couldn't have been a way that she did it for the hell of it.

"I've been doing it ever since I was maybe still in school, 18 or 17." She started laughing, which pissed Seth off even more.

"This isn't funny Cosmo." Seth told her. "You know damn well you are trying to kill yourself and you are so damn stupid for even doing this."

It was then that Cosmo got up. "I don't need for you to be a bastard and judge me as to what I do. I don't get on you about your perfect little life."

"I never said I was perfect."

"Oh really?" She rolled her eyes. "It's funny that everyone has their life together: Skylar, you, Roman, even Dean and especially all my fucked up associates Ashley and Crystal. Everyone has the perfect life and I'm just the crack whore. Well you know what Rollins? I didn't ask for your fucking opinion and I didn't ask for you to be judge, jury and prosecutor. So here's a tidbit for you: I don't have to tell you why I do what I do. I do it because it helps. So you can fuck off or go to hell for all I fucking care!"

And with that, she grabbed a picture frame and threw it at him, trying to leave but Seth grabbed her, pulling her back into the room, while she tried to fight him.

"Get the fuck off me! Get your damn hands off of me!" She struggled as Seth continued to hold her. "Get off me! I don't want you touching me, all you do is fucking judge me."

"I'm not judging you Cosmo, I want to help you!" He tried to be reasonable, trying his best to soothe her, despite the fact that she was still feeling the effects of the drugs.

"Yeah right? You didn't even notice what was wrong with me the first few days ago!" She snapped at him.

"Yes I did. I always notice what's wrong with you. I didn't want to jump the gun. But then you started acting so funny at the Rave and then the few times before. I knew something was wrong. So don't tell me shit about not knowing you and how you act because I pay attention."

She only calmed down for five minutes before she tried to wrestle him again. "Let me go already! Let me go!"

She was fighting as hard as she could, trying her best to get Seth off of her but to no avail as he pinned her down on the bed.

She was struggling hard, even when she tried to bite Seth on his wrist, he didn't let go of her. He was on top of her, his hands pinning her wrists. She was thrashing and screaming hard to get him off of her and even calling him every foul name there was, but Seth still didn't want to let go.

Seth could easily read her. Cosmo had a "tell". If she even tried to bite his wrist, he knew something was wrong. He also noticed that her bottom lip trembled. He could sense something was wrong. Even if she wasn't putting up a fight right now, he could tell she was scared. the question is, what was she scared of?

"Sweetheart, talk to me." He asks gently. "I just want you to talk to me."

"Why? Why do you want to talk to me. It's only just sex Seth. There is nothing we need to do and nothing to continue further doing. We only need each other for one thing and that's to fuck. You said so yourself."

"Well I'm not in the mood for sex right now. I want to help my best friend. I want to help my Tinkerbell." He looks into her pale blue eyes. She looks away though.

"Look at me. Right now Cosmo, look at me." He tells her.

"No. I really don't want to." She mumbles.

"Cosmo, look at me. I want to see your eyes."

"You're not going to like what you see. Trust me." She sighs.

"What am I not going to like?" He asks her, loosening the grip on her wrists.

"A broken person. A fucked up person. That's all I am Seth. I am an unfix-able, broken washed up fucked up person. I don't have a life. I don't have anything to hold onto."

Seth could see her eyes starting to get moist, filling with wet tears. She had a serious problem and he knew that she wanted to stop, but she didn't know how.

"Why don't you just talk to me..then if you just trust me..I can help you."

"Seth-"

"Please. Please angel..let me help you. You don't need this. You don't need to harm yourself anymore. Just trust me. Please don't throw me out."

Cosmo sighed, closing her eyes as she could feel so many memories in her heart and in her mind, scarred forever. She wanted to share them with someone. Who better than Seth?

"Y-You really want to h-help me.." She whispers to him. "Even the way I almost tried to whack your head off with that picture frame?"

Seth chuckles softly but he lets go of one of her wrists to stroke her dimpled cheek. "You are my best friend. I don't want you to do this anymore. I just need for you to be honest with me. I can't let you do this to yourself anymore. I can't force you to get help but if you really want to stop, then I'm here. I just want you to talk to me and this time, without acting crazy on me."

They both sit up as she crosses her legs, chewing on her bottom lip as he takes her hand, squeezing it.

"I-so are you going to send me to rehab and just-"

"No. I won't tell anyone and we won't go to that step yet. Not until you are ready. But I want you to start from the beginning.."

Cosmo took a deep breathe and sighed, knowing she was going to have to let her vulnerability show for the moment. She was addicted, that was a fact.

But there was another fact: She wanted to addiction to go away. She didn't want to do this for the rest of her life.

"Ok..I'll tell you everything."

Seth sat up and took her hand, brushing her fingers with his thumb. "I'm all ears for you."

"...It all started with my mom..back when I was 10.."

Author's Notes: I apologize for the shortness but at least I had it up for you. It will continue tomorrow :-)