TW- Use of drugs, mentions of sexual abuse

Eren's POV (same night as the phone call)

I could still feel my hands shaking as I cut the call. Shit! This was not supposed to happen. I mean she was doing so good what the fuck could have happened? And I hate the fact that she didn't come to me herself.

The last time she got caught up with drugs was almost three years ago. The planning for me leaving for turkey was going on, I was so stressed with the whole training and leaving the only place I had known. I was so caught up in my own stuff that I didn't realize what was going on with Kate. Until I found her one day, in some alleyway looking half dead. She had overdosed.

Thankfully I was able to get her to the hospital soon and my parents made sure to not let this get out. God I wish I could have been smarter, more observant. She got so good at lying overtime. It took a lot of pestering from me to actually find out the truth.

Jason and her mother decided to have some of his buddies over that night, they had ties her up, and did god-awful things that night. I know that Kate must have sugarcoated the things that happened that night, she never truly told someone about her struggles. But even from what she did tell me, I get sick just thinking about it.

"Hey sweetie, your father's looking-." I turn suddenly to see my mom standing by the door. I hadn't even realized I was crying until, she wiped my cheeks. Wrapping her arms around me, mom asked quietly what was going on.

"It's Kate. I don't know what happened but she had a relapse. She showed up at Elijah's house, and she was high on coke." Thankfully mom didn't ask for an explanation of who Elijah was, I don't think I had it in me to explain the situation.

"Did you talk to her yet?" I shook my head, no. "Okay, now how about we wait till its morning in America and then you can call her and help her out. I'm sure you can. Until then why don't you take your mind of this? How about you go train with your dad?" A humorless laugh escaped my lips. "That's the thing mom, she didn't even tell me what is going on. And you want to know why, why my fucking best friend is suffering all alone, its because of this." Waving my hands around "its because for the past year, my training has been the most important thing going on, I have been spending so much time training that I didn't even notice what was going wrong, its just like the first time. And what scares me more this time is that I wont is there to save her. There won't be anyone whose going to make sure that she doesn't overdose again."

Tears were pouring down my face, I was yelling at this point. My mom finally got up, hugging me tightly, her slightly shaking frame letting me know that she herself was scared. "She'll be okay. Kate is one of the strongest girls I know. And before you start overthinking, this isn't your fault. We don't know what happened with Kate back there. Also, I'll talk to your father, and we'll try to take a trip to America as soon as possible." With a satisfied smile she leaves and I get ready for the day.

The next day

Katherine's POV

As soon as my eyes open, I realize I'm not in my bed. Fuck! What the hell did I do now? "Morning." A voice behind me says. I almost jump out of the bed at the noise. Turning around to see none other than Elijah. He walks up to me without another word, thrusting a glass of water into my hand and ordering me to drink it.

Once I downed the whole thing, he sat down on the seat attached to his window. Both of us sat in complete silence, him looking at me with a cold expression, studying me. "So-."

"Cut the crap."

"Okay." I shut up immediately, for the first time ever he actually looked intimidating and I knew that I wasn't in the right frame of mind to actually argue with him so listening quietly it is.

"You want to explain to me what the fuck happened last night?" I took a deep breath, "I was hoping that wouldn't come up." Elijah stood up suddenly. "This isn't funny Kate. You showed up at my house at one in the morning, high out of your mind. Thank fucking god that my parents weren't home or you would've been seriously screwed."

I too got out of bed. "I know, I know and I am sorry okay. I wont show up at your house like that again I promise." "no, that is now the problem, you idiot. It's the fact that you were high in the first place on cocaine no less."

I ran my hands down my face frustrated, "Yeah, I was just stressed and I didn't know what to do, it was stupid I know. It won't happen again." "Isn't that what you said last time?" I froze up.

As I looked up at him surprised "Yeah I know. I talked to Eren last night. He told me about the fact that this has happened before." "You called Eren. Why would you do that?" I can't believe he would do that. Especially with the whole event of Eren taking over, coming up.

"That is what you're worried about. Kate wasn't it you who told how close you and Eren are and how you two keep each other alive. Well I don't think he'll be able to keep you alive if you keep doing this shit." I wanted to say something, anything to calm him down, tell him that I'm sorry but it just got too much for me.

Elijah's face softened as he saw tears pooling in my eyes, I tried to blink them away. He took my hands in his. Looking me dead in the eye. "I had promised myself Kate that I wouldn't let you fall of the roof again." His words reminded me of the night at the park, how both of us had almost ended our lives on the day by jumping of a roof.

"Now I can do that, I can protect you from a roof but I cant protect you from yourself. I can't save you if you're dead in an alleyway with a needle sticking out of your arm."

His eyes seemed to be begging me now, "please Kate, tell me. Tell what is going on so I can be there for you." Be there for you. Not help you but be there for you. Maybe I was reading to much into such a simple sentence, but just those words made it feel like I wasn't a lost cause for him, I wasn't a project he could fix, I was his friend and all he wanted to do was to be there for me.

Elijah wanted to be the person I cried to when I was sad, he wanted me to shout when I was angry and he wanted me to talk when I needed to get something of my chest. So I did just that. I told him everything, from the start at the age of five to yesterday, I didn't leave a single detail out.

And he listened, Elijah sat there with me and listened to me talking about every horrific detail about my life, I didn't even leave out the mafia part. I know its crazy for me to dump all this information on him, but I just had to tell him.

And when I finished I realized the small tears that had rolled down my cheeks, he too seemed to have bee silently crying. It was quite for a while. Neither of us said anything.

I waited for him to process everything, finally after what felt like an eternity he spoke. "Are you safe now?" "What?" he turned to me as he spoke again "Are you safe now, is anyone trying to hurt you now?" yes. I wanted reply but I knew that wasn't what he meant. He wasn't talking about emotional hurt he was talking about physical hurt and right, that wasn't a problem so I just shook my head and breathed out a relieved sigh.

"I-i don't think I know what to say right now?" Elijah looked at me with a genuine question in his mind. And I told him what I wanted to hear.

Anytime you tell someone a story like this their first reaction is to be sorry for you. But God am I glad this guy is not like the general public.

"Just tell me that you don't think of me differently. That I'm not some fragile flower because of what happened with my family or I'm not some monster because of what happened with my... Other family."

Elijah smiled at me, a comforting, warming smile. "As long as you don't get hurt because of this and as long as you keep on fighting for the right thing I'm right here by your side."

He raised his pinky finger towards me as if extending a pinky promise. "No letting go of the roof, remember." a small laugh escaped my mouth as I too extended my pinky intertwining it with his. "No letting go of the roof." I repeated the words he said moments ago, creating an unsaid promise between. To not let each other die.

We spent the rest of the day, watching movies on his laptop and stuffing ourselves with junk food. It was around eight when I finally decided to head home, and face the hell that lay there.

After finally convincing Elijah I snuck out his window again and started my journey back home.

At home I didn't know the eldest two were back from their 'business trip' which I already knew was code for mafia business. And they were waiting for me the moment I entered the kitchen.

"Where the hell have you been?" "We were so goddamn worried?"

The two practically screeched. I rolledy eyes so hard I was sure they might just get stuck up there. One night. One night at home that's all I ask but I can't even get that.

I walked up to fridge, took out a bottle of chilled water and downed it before speaking. "You wanna know where I was? Why don't you ask you precious little Luca?"

Xavier and Alex looked at the said boy incredulously as he just looked totally unbothered by that?" upon being asked by his eldest brother he just shrugged "I have no idea what the fuck she's talking about."

I scoffed at that. "Oh well let me jog up your memory. You forbade me from going to a party you organised at my own fucking house, then when I happened to be there for practically ten minutes you proceeded to tell me how I am a black hole and I suck the happiness out of people's lives."

I turned back to the other two, "If you expect me to stay in the same house as him and his sidekicks after that then you are both delusional." I didn't wait for anyone of them to answer, I physically couldn't as I ran out of the house.

The voices were coming out again, screaming inside my brain, banging against the sides of my head making me think it might just explode.

My hands clutched at my ears as I finally came to a stop near an alley away from the house, tears blurred my vision as I tried my hardest to not just black out.

I clawed at my chest trying to get more air inside me, all in vain. God how I could I be this weak. They hadn't even said anything this time, those voices just came out of no where.

Not just the voices, along with them came memories, memories of my mother and her beatings, of Jason and his 'sessions' with me, of the friends he lent me to, of the party with Luca repeating those words to me.

I needed to forget it all I needed meth- no, no.

Don't do it. Don't do it. I repeated to myself again and again. But my trechourous body led me to a dim light alleyway. I walked in a daze until I reached a guy who seemed to be selling all kinds of drugs.

As he turned to look at me from his last customer, a sinister smile on his face. "You lookin for a customer sweetheart?"

As I realised what he meant I forced my self no to stab him right that moment. "I'm looking to buy something from you actually." he seemed surprised by my statement but looked happy non the less for getting business.

"Whatcha looking for?"

"Speed." in other terms meth.

"Ooo, preppy little girl like you looking for the hard stuff. But look now more cause I got the purest stuff on the market. For the simple price of 500." as he holds up the bag of the cristilised heaven.

I slapped the bills on his hand before turning to leave but he stopped once again. "I'll throw in a free syringe for another twenty."

Slapping a fifty in his hands I took the syringe packet, mumbling a 'keep the change' and started walking towards a nearby restraint to the bathroom there.

Finally finding a dinner I rushed in, picking up a spoon from the trays when the waiter wasn't looking I rushed inside the bathroom.

Covering the seat, I took a seat on the floor. It was filthy I know, but I wasn't about to do the cleaneat thing either so...

I took an elastic I had snatched off a druggie by the alley dumping the contents of the bag into the spoon I put it over my lighter waiting for it to cook impatiently.

Once it was finally done, I took the syringe filling it up with the golden liquid. My hand shook slightly but similar to the night of the party, the voices gave me the last push to stick the needle into my skin and inject the liquid in my veins.

My head fell back and hit the wall as the effects started to take place instantly.

Grayson's POV

Little Archie was finally asleep in his new race car bed after he jumped on it for hours. Ally too was tuckered out by my shoulder after a hectic day, I was still not sleepy so I sat there on the couch with her by my side as I watched late night TV.

Suddenly my phone rang, who the hell was calling me so late at night? The phone id was one I seriously wasn't expecting.

"Hey Ryder. Everything okay?" "Grayson." her voice came back as a whimper. I was instantly concernd. "Katherine what is going on?"

"I screwed up. Help me please. I keep on doing this. Help me." I knew in an instant what she was talking about.

"Stay where you are. I'm on the way."

------------------------------------ Hello beautiful people!

How did you like this one?!?

I know I know, I keep torturing her but trust me we will get to see her happy very soon. You gotta wait cause goof things happen to those who wait😆😆

Who am I kidding I hate myself right now.

Also if you guys forgot Grayson was the guy who owned the gym back in London and was also the guy who trained her. He has a role in her journey to recovery.

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