You had everything.

You came from a wealthy family, the youngest of the Kavanagh’s. You had a great older brother, Johnny, who was a real sweetheart at times and a caring brother to you, and although your parents aren’t around most of the time, they’re still some of the best you coulda asked for.

You’re popular, you have boys chasing after you at your school—The Tommen Princess. That’s your title, although you didn’t ask for it. You have a perfect friend group too, Shannon, Johnny, Claire, Gibs, Hughie, Lizzie, Feely and Katie.

Yet it felt too good to be true. This life is all you ever knew—you didn’t know life could be lived any other way than this. Perfection.

Until you went to a party, hosted by a guy from Tommen. You went with your friends and you had a great time. If only they knew what you really got up to.

You noticed a guy, and throughout the whole night you kept glancing at him, he wasn’t looking back though. You casually asked around and found out it was Shane Holland, he sells drugs and has an older brother or two? Whatever. You didn’t care. You were magnetised to him.

—————————————— It’s been five months since you went to Shane and introduced yourself.

Everyone’s noticed the difference—your friends especially. The partying, the constant glazed eyes—red and low. The small bruises, the late homework the failed exams.

Hell, even you noticed. But you love him. How could you ever leave?

It’s a school night, Thursday, and your in Shane’s drug den, a run down building where people go to buy and get high. You’re lent on him. He’d given you some pill a while ago, didn’t tell you what it was though. His friends are around him as they all talk and chill.