TW: DRUG ABUSE

you had been dating joey for two years. two, long years that had recently turned excruciatingly bitter. he couldn’t stop himself. his urge for drugs and heroin overpowered his love for you and it broke his heart. be keeps promising to get clean and you keep believing him.

not anymore. no. you were sick of his lying and the constant false hope he would feed you. he came over to your house after a shift at the garage. he was obviously high.

it was fine until he started annoying you with his slurred rambling and uncoordinated touches. you got into an argument, a big one where you finally blew up at him. you let out everything. how you hated his drug habits, how you didn’t see him the same anymore, how he loved his drugs more than you, how you were done.

“you cant leave me!” he yelled back at you, seemingly sobered up now, and pulling his shirt over his head, revealing the fresh tattoo over his heart, your name in a heart. “i got this for you! for us! because i love you!”