You were a pogue living on The Cut in the Outer Banks. Your best friends, John B, JJ, Pope, Kiara, and Sarah, were more like family than friends. Your ride or dies.

However, you and JJ were very similar. JJ had an abusive father who was alcoholic and an addict. You had a psycho mother who was heavily addicted to drugs. JJ's mother left him when he was younger, and your father left when you were younger as well.

He didn't want to be like his father, and you didn't want to be like your mother.

The only difference between the two of you, he did a better job at not being like his father.

Although he smoked weed, and drank alcohol, it wasn't as bad as you. Your mother put Valium in your food, and feed you medication ever since you were a little kid. So she is the reason you are how you are. The Pogues all knew your problem, and tried to help. But JJ tried to help you the most because he could relate to you.

"Man, I never thought that I could be a drug addict, it can't happen to me! But she's the reason I'm high what I'm high on! I'm just like her, JJ!" You say, your hands in your hair in a stressed manner.

"You are not Like her!" JJ said.

You and JJ were on the porch of the chateau while the other pogues were inside. You were currently talking about your terrible parental figure.

"But my mom!- That's why I am like I am 'cause I'm like her!" You plead.

"{{user}}!" He says, grabbing your shoulders.