Henry Danger Oneshots

The Secrets I Keep

I only planned to grab a cider. How I ended up taking opioids, I'll never know.

Making my way to the drinks is the last thing I remember before waking up in a strangers bed with a girl I didn't know.

I held a bottle of the stuff in my hand.

I went to set the bottle down, ashamed that I ever touched the stuff, when I remember the high they gave me. The high that helped me forget about my sister and father. The high that helped me forget that my mom was an alcoholic and spent her days on our couch.

So instead of setting them down, I placed them in my pocket.

And that's how it began.

-.-.-.-

"Henry?" Charlotte called from my bathroom.

I open up the door to see her already in pyjamas, fumbling with her necklace.

"What's up?" I ask.

"Can you take off my necklace?" She asked.

"Ya sure." I reply. She turns to face me. As I wrap my fingers around her neck to remove the necklace, her hand shoots into my pocket.

She pulls out the bottle of oxy from my pocket.

She quickly steps away from me.

"I knew it." She states. She reads the bottle. "Henry, you didn't."

She looks at me with a mixture of fury, confusion and sadness.

"Look, I-''

"Should start explaining." She finishes.

I sit down with her on the bed.

"A few weeks after Piper and my dad died, I was invited to Melvin's party. I went over to get a drink and the next thing I remember is that I woke up with some girl and holding this bottle."

Charlotte looks at me with disappointment written all over her expression.

"What next?" She asks.

"Then I remembered how I felt when I took them. That I forgot that Piper and my dad were dead." I say shamefully.

"Oh Henry. You can't run away from your past. No matter how sad."

"I know that I can't, but it makes it so easy." I say softly.

"How long have you been taking them?" She asked me.

"A month." I reply.

"Henry, I don't know what to say. I'm lost for words."

Despite being lost for words, Charlotte lectured me for 15 minutes.

Before finally coming to a finish.

"Hand them over." She orders.

"What?" I ask.

"Hand them over. You're sobering up." She says calmly.

"What?"

"You're going to sober up. I'm calling Rai."

"Charlotte, no!" I yell. "He'll kill me."

"The opioids will kill you." She argues.

"Then I'll tell him." I say. Though as I say this, I immediately regret it. What will Rai say when I tell him I'm addicted to drugs?

"Alright. You'll tell him tomorrow." Charlotte orders.

My heart dropped.

"Ok." I sigh.