a week after meeting danny ryder, who was honestly the healthiest person in his life in years, micheal got the news that he was DYING. danny had made an offhand comment that he should get a check up when micheal explained that the bags under his eyes were something he couldn’t get to the bottom of, and when he was home and even ADMITTED to himself that it was the drugs, he still took the advice to heart. he had been twenty, and was told it was too late. his heart would SURELY fail, whether or not he got clean. it was a real possibility he’d ignored until it was too late.
he didn’t talk to danny for a week after that, ignoring texts and everything. he was too busy crying, drinking until he passed out, drinking his hangover away away, and drinking away the shakes as he quit oxy all at once. he was still suffering from the withdrawal when he finally decided to talk to danny again, but took a pill a little before going to meet up with him-- and thank god danny didn’t give up on him. he needed him, especially then. he thought he’d mention his inevitable heart failure, but got too nervous.
four months after meeting danny and they had gotten close, micheal pushing himself out of his apartment regularly to visit him. it was for him more than anything, just as scared of dying at twenty-one as he always had been. he’d spent his birthday with danny, legally allowed to drink for the first time EVER and still not having the confidence to say he was dying. he didn’t want danny to know, didn’t want him worried, just wanted SOMEONE by his side. besides, he never ADMITTED his drug use to danny, but surely it was obvious. he had to know by now, right? it was his only hope, really, because if he never got the nerve to admit his heart was failing he wanted it to be an accidental overdose as far as anyone knew.
four months of friendship and getting a lot closer to each other, and there micheal was, a drink in his hand; it was rare now, especially around others, but he’d relapsed a few nights ago and was trying to calm the shakes and the nausea withdrawal was causing as he visited with danny again. they were at his apartment; micheal had invited him over with the thought of, again, telling him about the diagnosis, but all that came out was a short question.
“----do you wanna go to a movie?”
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