The Hardest Part of This Is Leaving You

After I 'flushed' Frank's pot he whined about it forever on end. Mikey kissed me and whispered a quiet "Numbskull" to Frank. We all sat on the couch barely talking the entirety of the time. When they left I called my mom.
She said she'd be home tomorrow at noon as she had a work emergency and that I could start my pills the dat after. I was giddy with anticipation at being home alone so long. After a few hours I started to feel the need to pick up my familiar piece of metal and instead ran to the bathroom and grabbed the baggie from the cabinet. The only problem being I didn't know what i was doing.
"Frankie get over here" I whined into the receiver.
"Raven Are you drunk again?" He whispered back.
"Get the he'll over here Frankie" I tried again and he sighed defeated.
"Did you ya know? Does it need stitches?" He asked concerned.
"Get over here Frankie please" I whined again and he just sighed a yes. He showed up about 30 minutes later and I made sure the neighbors didn't see him as they would tell my mom. I smiled as I led him inside.
"Look Raven...Im here and I will be when you need me but ibwont be a booty call when you're drunk and bored" he sighed.
"Oh.....I...I...Jus wasn't sure how to...what to do" I floundered holding out the bag my countenance dropping after finding out his assumption.
" Raven....I shouldn't have brought it over in the first place...Mikey would kill me ans send my body downstream of I helped you do drugs" he said.
"I...I...I just wanna forget the booze doesn't work anymore no matter hoe much" I cried "I just wanna forget"
"Look it lets you forget but it's not just bad things good things to things like how smart and pretty you are and how great your boyfriend and friends are and someday when you aren't in such a bad place I'll make you the best damn brownies you ever tasted and you won't remember em" he finished taking the bag and putting it in his pocket. I sniffled a couple times and he pulled me into a hug leading me to the couch.

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