⚠️WARNING: This chapter contains scenes depicting opioid abuse (heroin). Please read with caution, and please never turn to any sort of drug use.⚠️

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*Mallory*

I snorted the last line of the 2 I made off the dashboard and sighed as I rubbed my nose.

I took a deep breath before grabbing the lit cigarette from the edge of the car ashtray, taking a drag as I looked up at the house I was parked in front of.

The house where once upon a time, a happy rockstar couple lived in, but the fairy tale ended up dying.

I never really thought of coming back here.

I thought once I had finally gotten those divorce papers I never had to. Yet, here I am, feeling like the roadkill a cat would drag into the house for their owner.

I sighed as I sat in my car, looking at the house.

Nikki obviously didn't call a gardener in a good while. And the house could definitely use a freash coat of paint. I can't even imagine what awaits inside.

I sighed with frusteration. I'm only doing this for Tommy. So that he or anyone else isn't so worried.

I put the rest of my blow away in my bag before I climb out of my car, shutting the door and walking over, reaching for my key (since I still had it).

I unlocked the door and walked in.

"Nikki!" I called out.

I frowned when there was no answer.

"Nikki, are you home, its me!" I called out, looking to see the house was a mess, with bottles and trash everywhere, the sink overflowing with dishes.

No response.

I frowned, starting to get worried as I shut the door.

His car is in the driveway... Maybe he's asleep or something...

I head upstairs to the master bedroom, also checking other rooms as I went, but found nothing.

The master bedroom was also empty as I walked in.

I sighed. Why am I even wasting my time. He's obviously not home. He's probably out with friends or some groupie he met.

I was about to turn around to leave when I heard something fall in the closet and jumped.

I slowly turned and saw the door a bit open

I gulped nervously, slowly grabbing a nearby candlestick we had and held it in both hands.

"Nikki....? I-Is that you?" I called out, but was met with silence.

I carefully walked over, candlestick in my hands, and opened to door, only to be met with a sight that practically made my blood go cold and dropping the candlestick.

"OH MY GOD, NIKKI, WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!" I cried out in shock as he withdrew the needle from his arm.

He looked up, pupils the size of dinner plates as they sort of rolled back a little and he smiled in ecstasy.

I watched in horror, hand over my gaping mouth, as he laughed quietly as then he saw me.

"Heeeyyyy, look who's here for a party," he smiled hazily with a slurred laugh as I rushed over, untying the band from his arm as then saw everything around him.

The spoon. The lighter. The bottles. The needles.

Nikki started shooting up heroin... That's why he's been so weird lately....

"Oh my God.... Oh my God, Nikki, what have you done?" I said, feeling tears starting to fall down my face.

He sighed with a small snicker. "J-Just... Dabbled..." He said incoherently.

I sighed behind tears as he then reached a hand up and gently wiped them away, surprising me as I looked at his confused face.

"Y-You really gotta s-stop crying so much," he mumbled. "Y-you're too pretty f-for that..."

I glared at him. "I wouldn't be if it weren't for all you put me through, asshole..."

He scoffed and laid his head back.

I sighed as I got back up, grabbing his arm.

"Come on, I'm getting you to bed and getting rid of this stuff," I said, managing to pull him up before dragging him out of the closet, him barely even lifting his feet.

I shoved him on the bed, making him laugh. "Ohooh, I see how it is..."

I grunt and rolled my eyes. "I-I need to get you water or something, I-I don't know..."

I went to turn around before he gasped and held my hand.

"W-What is that?" he mumbled, looking around.

"Your doped up brain, probably," I grumbled.

"Don't you hear them?" he asked, looking worried as he held my arms

"Hear what, Nikki?" I asked, frusterated.

"The voices... T-The voices," he spoke, looking around in a panic.

Oh no... He's having a bad trip...

"I need to get you something to calm you down," I said, about to get up, but he stopped me.

"No, no..... P-Please... D-Don't leave me..." He begged.

I looked, seeing his eyes filled with tears, and part of me broke.

I guess losing Razzle didn't just break one of us....

I gulped, thinking about it as I gripped his hand, then quietly sighed, nodded.

"O-Okay..." I mumbled. "Okay, I'll stay here for a while.... I'm not gonna leave.... "

"Promise...?" he mumbled.

I sniffled and nodded. "I promise... J-Just get some sleep, okay?"

He nodded with relief as he then pulled me into bed with him, holding me close.

"I-I'm scared..." he murmured hazily.

I sighed and held on to him, listening to his heartbeat.

Though slightly irregular, it for some reason still bought me comfort and peace.

Why am I feeling like this?

I reached up and softly pet his hair to soothe him.

"Its okay... This will pass soon... I'm right here, alright?" he said.

He gulped and held me closer.

"I'm so sorry..." he mumbled. "I'm so so sorry..."

He's high right now... He's just saying that...

I sighed and closed my eyes. "Just... Just get some sleep..."

He was quiet until I felt his breathing soften and go steady, and look up, seeing he dozed off.

I felt tears quietly fall down my cheeks as I rested my head back on his chest.

Oh, Nikki.....

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So, today (September 11th) is my 23rd birthday! 🎂🎉♍

To I guess celebrate(?), I decided to instead be the one to give you all another chapter to this story.

Hope you all enjoy it!! 🌻❤

📻 Currently in Sapph's playlist:

Sleeping With Sirens ft. MGK "Alone"

♡~ sapphire.