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12/03/2022 09:27 PM 

is it worth it?

is it worth it?
prompt: "help me understand" 
trigger warning: drug usage; april 1999
Stevie stood between him and the heroin that was sitting on the coffee table behind her, the rage that she saw in his eyes was something she has never seen from him before. She knew she wasn't coming here today to see her best friend, to see the man she loved, she knew she was coming today to see an addict but she couldn't even understand why he'd pick this up out of everything. Cocaine was one thing, there was no way she could stand between him and a few lines of cocaine, but this? But heroin? She had to stand between him and that because there was no way she was losing yet another friend to a drug overdose - especially not him.

"Help me understand, baby..."
"Don't f***in' call me baby. You lost that right."

Stevie let out a disheartening sigh, crossing her hands over her chest while keeping her eyes locked on his face. His once gorgeous face that would light up a room seems so exhausted, sunken in as the drug usage mixed with the lack of sleep she knew he was experiencing left him in a pale, defeating state. Her heart broke looking at him, her heart shattered at the way he was speaking to her, but the guilt ate her alive because she knew at least some of this was because of her. If she had never picked a band over him then maybe, just maybe, he wouldn't be doing this to numb the physical and emotional pain he's enduring.

"Help me understand, Tom. The Tom Petty I know never would use something like heroin to numb everything going on in his beautiful head of his. He would write about it, he'd throw himself into making beautiful music, not try to kill himself by this bullsh*t"
"Says the one who had to use pills to avoid taking cocaine" Stevie just cleaned her throat, trying to constantly remind herself that the Tom she was talking to wasn't her Tom and that her Tom would never throw anything like this in her face. "Get the f*** out of my goddamn way so I can take my hit and get back to what I was doing. Don't you have somewhere to be, anyway? Perhaps in bed with Lindsey?' 

That comment hit a nerve, Stevie turned around and briefly looked down at the table and the heroin before she'd bend down and grab the edge of the table. Quickly jerking her arms up, thus jerking the table up and flipping it upside down, it wasn't until she felt Tom grab her shoulder and force her back to look at him square in the face did she actually feel an ounce of fear. Stevie's been in this situation before, standing between a man and his addiction, and it usually ended with her needing some makeup the next morning. Tom wasn't like most men in her life, hell, Tom wasn't like any man in her life - so he wouldn't hurt her, would he?

"Me or the drugs. That's the choice. Me or the drugs" Watching his eyes briefly soften as he looked at her, Stevie had hope that he would pick her, and she would be right here to accept him for the addicted mess he is right now because her Tom is somewhere inside there just begging to come out.
"Get the f*** out of my way" he snarled, shoving her to the side before she could even react as he would go to try to pick up every little ounce of heroin that was on the floor. Shaking her head as tears formed in her eyes, Stevie would just stand there in silence for a few moments before silently excusing herself out of the living room and eventually out of the house. She couldn't watch him kill himself, so the only thing she could do is prepare to live life without him -- if she even could. 
 
Prompt for saving grace
Created by Patriot

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