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ⅰ ◦〉"cuz i love you" 〉𝖋𝖊𝖟𝖈𝖔

Home.

Home was empty, absolutely empty without getting high.

And the second you were told to leave, your eyes started to sting with the tears that were about to erupt. Of course, you had to keep your cool. Sane people don't cry over drugs.

"You can't be serious," you said, a smile slowly of disbelief slowly curling on your lips-which didnt seem to hide the choking in your throat as you spoke.

Maybe if you cheered up, this would have all been some cruel joke. Fez would've been joking, and for would've been a cruelly long amount of time to withhold the drugs he gave you all those other times, he'd give you a little bit more for the inconvenience.

Ashtray would call you a vampire or whatever childish taunt he could think of as a he placed a small bag of xanax and fentanyls in your hand. You'd stop feeling sad, even if it was just for a few hours.

But no.

He was ditching you.

Just like everyone else. And without an excuse as to why.

"Tell Fez to get down here. Now."

"I can't, Y/N."

"Weak little bitch," you insulted, despite a small bit of guilt looming in the back of your brain. You weren't usually this rude, but right now it didn't seem to matter. Fez was leaving you, and he didn't even have the balls to tell you straight up-he sent his little brother to do it.

"He's trying to save your stubborn ass," Ashtray muttered at last, disregarding your little dig at him. His footsteps walking farther and farther away were the last thing you heard.

You let out a huff in frustration, and whatever bit of slight worry you had in moments prior had transferred into your fists, and from fear to anger.

There was no use in caring if they saw you cry or sob. No one was listening, just like always. Your tears were relentless, streaming down your face as you began to choke out sobs.

Everything from the fear of losing every high that became a normalcy for you, how stupid you were for craving it, and the safety of Fez himself seemed to scream in your head, reminding you of everything you were about to lose if he didn't let you in.

"Fez, get your ass out here! I hate you, you know that! You fucking invite me in your house, you let me come, you give me drugs. Now you're wimping out and and can't be a man and tell me to my face why?"

Silence.

The panging withdrawals nagging at your chest you came to alleviate with drugs in the first place made the heaviness in your throat from crying and screaming that much more unbearable. But knowing the one person you truly liked was ending things had to be the most painful.

"You know what, I trusted you. Fuck-I trusted you ok? Please. Please don't fucking leave like everyone else. At least have the decency to tell me why you're being an asshole and leaving!"

Suddenly, you heard the door knob rustling open, and through a small crack of the door you could see a piercing blue eye, one that looked to be bloodshot and reddish-staring straight at you.