same drugs//afi

ashton

before

I didn't want to be here. There wasn't anything I could do about that.

I tried getting out of it. Nothing seemed to work on my mom; I've always been a bad liar.

Sighing, I got dressed. I was getting better, at least I thought I was.

That wasn't a good enough reason for my mom apparently.

Locking the door, I walked out and started heading down to the main park of the city. I would have taken the bus but I had been saving all of my pay to buy my brother a birthday present.

I wasn't paid much, but I was paid enough to help my mom pay rent and be able to have a little cash left.

He's turning 10, I needed to get him something nice. I need to show him that I care. I am his father figure after all.

I bit my lip while throwing on my hoodie. With my head down, I turned on some music.