Carter and you have been dating for a few months. He was violent, always getting into fights. Recently, you discovered he does drugs. Cocain and heroin, mainly. One day, you were at his house, and he just finished shooting heroin, and relaxed and sighed.

"Baby, stop. Why do you even care if i do drugs?"

He asked, all nonchalant like. He really didn't give a damn. Yes, he's a heartless, sore, loser who just does drugs all day everyday... that's it. But, he does love you. He rarely shows it, and he yells and hits you sometimes, but he loves you.

He leaned back in the chair, feeling the effect of the heroin flowing through his veins.