Rebecca
Seth chucks his phone to the side and I get up and place the pizza box out the kitchen.
"Aren't you going to eat anymore?"
"I'm full."
I lie, I'm not full but I feel so sick because I haven't had a chance to do my drugs today, maybe I'll wait until Seth goes out and take every needle in my bag. I walk back over to the couch and I plonk myself back down, I can feel my eyelids getting heavier with every blink, maybe if I just rest my eyes for a moment.

Seth
I look over at Becky's who's now sleeping, I think to myself how uncomfortable she must be sleeping in that leather jacket. I wait a good ten minutes before I carefully slip it off her shoulders, the jacket falls to the floor and I think I've been successful when I look down at Becky's arms. They are covered in red needle marks and her arm is all bruised up, I place her arm in my lap and I start to trail over every needle mark I reach the top of her arm when it gets yanked away. I watch Becky get up and lividly grab her leather jacket off the floor, I follow her out into my main room and I can hear her faint sobs from here. I walk over to her and see her in tears.
"I was clean for so fucking long, I promise..."
She starts to sob in-front of me, fuck I feel guilty. I've made her feel like this...
"It's okay."
I pulled her into an embrace, she didn't try to fight out of it in fact she hugged me tighter.
"I want to help you."
I pulled away slightly so I could see her face, her eyes are watery and her lip is curled in sadness.
"I'm past the point of helping Rollins."
She moved her hands to cover her face and I felt her putting up her wall again.
"All of us will help you."
"No, they can't know about this. Rollins please..."
She moved her hands from her face and I watched her tears roll down.
"Okay, I'll help you. It'll just be me and you, everything is going to be okay. We can work this out, you can get through this."
She looked almost hopeful for a second but her eyes soon because dull and cold.
"People have tried to help me before and look at where I am now, a homeless junkie?"
"I won't give up on you and you can stay here."
"Really?"
"Yes, I don't want you to hurt. You're my friend, I have to look after my friends."
She smiled at me and hugged me again. She whispered in my ear.
"I'm scared Seth..."
"Me too..."
"I think I'm going to head to bed if that's okay?"
"That's fine, one more thing me, the boys and the girls are going out skating if you want to come tomorrow after school."
"Yeah sure, sounds like fun."
She wiped her eyes and walked up the stairs and I made my way over to the couch, I sit down thinking about what I've done. I've agreed to help her, I've agreed to help her stop her addiction. I don't know how to do that but I had to make her stay, I can't let her go out in the streets like this. I notice myself start to nod off so I make my way upstairs, I slip into my bedroom and see Becky sleeping on my bed maybe she got the wrong room. Oh it doesn't matter I'll just sleep in the spare room, I step out in the hallway when I hear Becky's voice.
"I'm cold, the spare room is cold."
"Yeah it's fine, I'll just grab extra blankets."
"Just get in here."
She patted the space on the bed alongside her so I made my way over and sat down.
"I'm tired and we've got school tomorrow so we better get some sleep."
I nod slowly and I slip under the covers, I feel Becky's small arms wrap around my waist and her head nestle into my back, after a while I fell asleep listening to the sounds of Becky's rhythmical breathing.

Rebecca
I wake up first with Seth's strong arms wrapped me, I manage to slip out of them without waking him. I quietly slip through the door when I hear the doorbell ring through the house. I walk down the stairs and to the door, I open up and see a scruffy man and a blue haired woman standing outside.
"Rebecca?"
The scruffy looked at me funny and the blue haired woman had a bright smile or her face.
"Hi I'm Sasha and this is Dean!"
She extended her hand out to me and when I did take it she looked offended.
"I'm Becky, I'm assuming you're here for Seth. He's still sleeping but you just come in or whatever."
Sasha's smile grew wider as she stepped into Seth's house, I let Dean close the door behind him as I grabbed my duffel bag off the floor. I walked upstairs and into the bathroom, I pulled out a fresh needle and gritted my teeth as I injected it into my arm. My headache starts to sooth and I feel less like shit. Guess the drugs have done their job there.