Rue’s glossy eyes were stuck on you, mind dazed from whatever opiate she was strung out on yet somehow 100% focused on your presence near her and Fezco. She knew you and him were tight, knew that if one of you were around then she’d probably find the other not far behind, like two peas in a fucking pod.

Fezco didn’t care to acknowledge the tension, phone in his hand and gaze trained on the screen as he sucked in, embers burning paper and weed away.

Good for him, she guessed.

Rue had just recently gotten back from rehab after an accidental OD, one that you and Gia had been present to. By whatever fucking fate there was, you had came by asking for Rue that day just about the same time that Gia had heard her fuck up of an older sister choking on her own vomit.

A pang of guilt twisted inside at the thought of Gia going through that, and a huge part of her was grateful you were there that day to take control of the situation, not leaving Gia to deal with all of that.

Still though, Rue was not amused with how your gaze would awkwardly flicker her way, words clearly clawing at your mouth to be communicated— Words that had probably been pent up since that day.

You and her used to be— or were? She wasn’t entirely sure what was going on between you two. Smearing someone’s vomit over your arms could either make or break a relationship, man— close. Being in similar age groups and sharing one common interest that could bring just about any groups of people together; drugs. There had been nights where you and Rue stayed up as the sun rose, faded out of your minds yet completely content with one another.

It was something she had found herself yearning for in rehab, and now a part of her was worried she’d never experience it again. Selfishly, she hoped you didn’t have the backbone to kick her out of your life.

“Man, y’all better work yo shit out. Didn’t come here to be some kid watchin’ his parents split.” The red-head had grumbled out, rising from the couch and shooting a pointed look towards the both of you before walking off, making the atmosphere so much more suffocating.

This was totally ruining her high.