Becky
I stepped into his house and I tried to calm the ever building nerves, I've never been honest to anyone, I find it scary because they can truly see you.
"Beck~"
"Please just let me talk, there's a lot I've got to say..."
He just nodded and I took a deep breath, I edged closer to the edge of my seat and Seth practically mimicked my movements
"I need to start right from the very start, I need to explain how I got myself this deep in, in the first place."

5 years ago...
I find myself standing on the porch of my dad's house, I want to move in with him, I want to be away from John but I can never find the courage to knock on his door, I know the punishment I would receive if John ever found out I came here. I just want my life to go back to how it was before John, when my mam and dad were still married and my brother was still living at home. Now my family has never felt so broken, Richy hasn't even spoken to me since he left...said I needed to pick the right side. Trust me I wanted to, I wanted nothing more than to just pack up and leave but I couldn't. I had to stay to protect my mother, but maybe I did make the wrong decision.
"Hey kiddo!"
I look up and see my dad, big smile on his face.
"I saw you standing out here, how are you doing?"
"I'm good, but I really must go. See you later..."
"You've only just got here."
"Foods on the table, I've got to go."
I ran away, I wanted nothing more than to have a good talk with my dad...but I can't. Maybe that makes me a coward, but I don't really have a choice. I run until I reach the park, I navigate my way to the bench I always sit on. I sit down and I feel awful, I pull my phone out of my bag and I see a string of angry text messages from John. I have to bite back my tears as I start the long journey home.
"Where the fuck have you been? I swear to god if you've been to daddy's house!"
"I haven't! I just lost track of time!"
"That's not what daddy said, he said when you spoke earlier something was up. I told you not to lie to me girl..."
"I didn't, I was walking past his house and he came outside, he started the conversation but I promise I stopped it straight away...please you've got to believe me! Mum tell him!"
The anger is his eyes intensified as he looked me up and down, he took a step forward so I took two back. I quickly found my back pressed tightly against the wall, he raised his hand and I moved my hands to cover my face, I felt a punch connect with my mid-section and I doubled over, he kicked me a few times before shaking his head and walking away. I expected my mother to bring me ice but she followed behind him. I got up off the floor wincing as pain flowed across my body, I stumbled towards the door and grabbed Richy's leather Jacket off the rack. I walked outside, I need to get to a shop to get some pain relief. I found myself hanging onto a lamppost has I couldn't hold my body weight up anymore.
"Lads over here..."
I looked up and saw three men, I bit my lip terrified one would hurt me the way John did.
["They did, I just didn't know it yet..."]
"Hey kid what's up, you need something?"
"Something to take away the pain...please."
The oldest looking one rummaged through his bag until he found a needle, he showed it to me and I hesitated before taking it. I slid the sleeve up of Richy's jacket and I injected it to my veins, I didn't  feel better but I didn't feel any worse...I just felt numb.
"Thank you."
"Anytime, here's my brothers number if you need anything else."
He handed me a slip of paper before walking away, I stumbled through the night until I wound up on the park bench I always sit on. I stared into the darkness and normally I would feel scared but tonight I feel nothing...and that's good. The sunlight woke me, I sat up and looked around the park...I don't really remember what happened last night but I do know I felt good. I stick my hands in my pockets and I find a note with a number sprawled across it. I want to feel as I did last night so I hurriedly typed the number into my phone. It rung out for a little while before someone answered.
"It's Alex, how can I help?"
"I need to get my hands on something to make me feel numb."
"Heroine is your drug, will 4 needles suffice?"
"Should be good, how much?"
"40 quid, I'll see you at the park in ten?"
"Sounds great."

Present day...
"So it's Johns fault ~ that bastard can't let you enjoy life."
Seth jumped up from his seat and I placed my head in my hands, I could hear him pacing and it took me a moment to compose myself enough to speak. Seth is the first person I've told why I'm really on the drugs.
"Seth please just sit down, I'm not finished yet."
I heard him freeze, what I just told him was the easy part I don't even know if I'm going to be able to finish what I've started here today...