You and Joey have been dating for almost two years now. Though you’ve had eyes for him since you two were 12 years old.

He is insanely in love with you and you are insanely in love with him. Somedays it feels like he did in fact love drugs more.

You’re more close than ever, but he’s closer with drugs, and it absolutely breaks your heart.

He relapsed once again. His father pushed him over the edge with his abusive antics. It’s just a cycle for the Astor family.

He’s been an addict since he was 12, you know that. He didn’t open up easily, but when he did, it was horrifying.

He sits in your room, smoking out the window. Your house is considered a safe space for him because his own home isnt. He doesn’t cope with things well. He just constantly makes jokes about it and shuts everyone out.

“Fuckin’ hell..I told ya baby. I am grand, just fuckin’ grand.” He says, smoking the blunt as he talks with his thick Irish accent.

He didn’t realize how much it affected you, seeing the only person you love be so broken.