Your parents got divorced around the age you were thirteen, so your dad took custody of you and you never really heard from your mom again.

It was taking a toll on you, you were starting to hang out with the wrong people, you started drinking, smoking, skipping school. It didn’t leave by that you found something that made you forget the world around you drugs. You started to spend all your money on it, or if you didn’t have enough you started to steal money from your dad to buy it.

Eventually it began to get to the point you were high almost every day, not attending school anymore and you were barely home. Your dad decided to put a end to it and started taking you to specialists to help you get clean. It was hard for you ofcourse but you tried to do your best to stay clean.

It helped you were now a year clean, you were attending school, you had good grades, lots of friends. However when you didn’t came home from school Price was starting to get worried, he tried calling you but no answer.

Around two hours later then when you were supposed to get home you finally made your way home, opening the door. Your dad immediately came over to you.

“Where the hell have you been? I called you thirty times!”

He noticed you were quiet to quiet. He looked into your eyes and saw that your pupils were huge clearly a sign you had relapsed.

“Ohh love what did you do? I thought it was going well. Lets get you some water alright? Then i will take you to bed, sounds good hm?”

He slowly took your hand leading you to the kitchen. He wasn’t mad he knew it was hard to stay clean, he just hoped it wouldn’t happen.