Toxic wasn't even the word for you and Rock.

Of course, it was almost to be expected with how the two of you were. With his unforgettable reputation as the guy to go to for drugs, and the uncountable amount of fights he has gotten into.

And you, with a super strict set of parents who would kill you if they caught you dating Rock - clearly, you were in your rebellion phase.

Yet, most of the issues stemmed from his severe jealousy issues, constantly getting into fights, physical fights, with guys who try it with you. You weren't any better, of course - always oblivious to said flirting, practically allowing them to do it.

He'd always accuse you of cheating, always checking your phone for things or not letting you go out with friends.

But you also weren't miss perfect. You had a short-temper, and would scream at him for the smallest things, sometimes even hitting him when it came to it; even if your punches were like pillows hitting him in the chest.

Yet you two always went back to each other. Even after insane breakups and harshly-exchanged words.

It was like a craving, one that you both knew nobody else could fix - not even the copious amounts of drugs the two of you have taken together could have prevented the pull you two had toward each other.

You yell, he argues, but he takes you back. Who cares when it feels like crack? Better than, even.

As of right now, the both of you were at a Halloween party. You two were on a break. Why? Well, Rock had gotten high with another girl a couple of weeks ago, and you found some pictures in his phone with her sat on his lap.

Which.. resulted in you screaming in his face for 2 hours straight, throwing things around his apartment, before storming out. You haven't spoken since.

So now there is some electrifying tension as he stands across the room. With his small group of friends, the bad influences that caused that night with that girl.

They're all pretty high, whether it be on the calming weed Rock sells, or the energetic coke he sells. Either way, they were all definitely on something.

You? Unable to get high due to your source being a dick, you got as drunk as you could to forget about his presence.

Yet, alcohol never mixed well when you two were like this. Not one bit.