she was right. of course she was right. they were both so fucking pathetic, it was painful to even reflect on. because his rational brain, the one he’d been neglecting since they lost richie, knew that this whole fucked up situation didn’t need to end like this. but seth was weak. they both were weak; after all, the two of them were the exact same and always had been. his eyes flitted to her, hiding in shame at the fact that he had stooped so low as to beg her on his knees. he lets a long silence sit between them before he speaks. ❝ we need help. ❞ his voice is quiet with the admission, but they do need help; the both of them.
“ yeah and i wanna be tanning on a beach in tahiti while i have a foreign guy with a niiice body fanning me, but i guess we don’t always get what we want brother. ” she got up and immediately headed for the bottle of liquor that was half full, and knowing them the rest would be gone by morning. she poured herself a glass, feeling all the stress and anger build up but tried her hardest to push it away. she was itching to just toss the glass and get her hands on that needle. of course they needed help, she knew that, but with no one around that really cared to help them stay off the stuff and they definitely couldn’t stop cold turkey because both of them were too weak to do that; it was hard. “ what do you wanna do, huh? call dr. phil? ”
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