"Matty?"
"George" His voice came out shaky and slurred, his breathing becoming heavier by the second.
"Are you alright?" George gripped his phone.
"No," Matty said, "I'm not alright. George, I did something really bad."
"Matty?"
"George" His voice came out shaky and slurred, his breathing becoming heavier by the second.
"Are you alright?" George gripped his phone.
"No," Matty said, "I'm not alright. George, I did something really bad."
Ever since I met him, he had become my whole life. I had no purpose before him. Now my purpose was him. And I hated that I loved it.
I hated that he didn't feel the same.
Or did he?
WARNINGS: drug...