VAM drabble
This is a vam drabble, but I'm thinking that I may make it like a prologue and do a chapter soon. After I'm done with 'who the fuck is Lily?' Anyways, there's mentions of drug use, so don't read it if you don't like that stuff. Also, the lyric at the top belongs to Placebo.
You were mother nature's son, someone to whom I could relate. Your needle and your damage done remains a sordid twist of fate...
When the phone rang at 3 in the morning, I knew. I just knew. I'd been dreaming of you; of your lifeless body, your cold lips, your wide, staring eyes. Despite doing your best to hide it, I knew what you'd been doing. Knew what you'd turned to for comfort in the face of your separation with Jonna. The needle. The poison. When you spoke of poison I know you wanted me to believe you meant depression but I knew what you were really talking about. You, of all people, turning to drugs. And then I heard the words I'd been dreading ever since I'd found out.
"Bam, it's Mige. Ville's in the hospital," On one hand I wasn't surprised but on the other hand I felt like the bottom had dropped out of my world. All the things I'd never said to you. All the things I should have said to you. I think you knew, you were just too good a friend to say anything. Didn't want to make me admit to anything I wasn't ready for. But as I packed my suitcase and booked my flight to Finland, I wished you had. I wished that you had forced me into admitting my feelings for you. Maybe then we could have worked through this and you wouldn't be at death's door.