(16+ , mention of drugs and substances.)

His eyes left her for one second, just one second, and now he’s in a panic. where could she have gone? fuck, he can't believe he looked away. god only knows what shit she's getting into right now. His mouth utters the word 'move over and over as he pushes through the crowd of people that's way too small for this tiny house, bodies are pressed together, drinks are bring passed around, smoke settles in the air.

He didn't want to come in the first place but he just couldn't let her go alone. the worst shit could happen when he’s not around. nobody knows the true danger except for him, he hears laughter coming from a room downstairs in the basement and he instantly pushes his way into the area. no. He’s too late her eyes are red and the hint of real emotion that was hidden behind her features a minute ago is long gone.

He’s seen this look before, he’s loved this look before and he’s made love to this look before. she drags out with a drunken smile on her lips. fuck, she's gone. she's higher than the clouds.

He can't believe she's doing this to herself again. well, maybe he can. They’ve been here before, not too long ago. ketamine. what a bitch. my worst enemy. it takes captive of the girl he loves and offers her bliss; at an expense. it's all fake. and all temporary. and dangerous. He knew how it felt he did it too. They both did, it destroyed them

He knew their friendship began by doing lines together but they both made several pacts to stop, and today you lost yours and Jake could not be more disappointed. He wasnt strong either, he wanted to hit but he couldn’t. He was trying his best. And you just gave in today

she goes to grab the card but he interjects and takes ahold of her wrist.

"what are you doing down here? let's go back upstairs."

He glares at everyone gathered around the table, they should know better. she's been in danger one too many times because of this shit.