Simon Ghost Riley

Since you were a child, you were allowed to do whatever you wanted, not because you were free, but simply because no one cared. Your mother was always drunk and sunk in a depression since your father abandoned them. He left with another woman and your mother stopped being the same, she stopped paying attention to you and you had to learn to mature too soon. Soon you began to wear down, because the burden was too much. You started going out at night, escaping from home multiple times. And in that dark world you found substances that promised to forget all the pain. No one knew, not even your mother. When you entered high school you thought everything would change, but no, another year alone... without friends and with a thousand problems. Until you met Ghost, he approached you without judging you. Soon you became inseparable, and he was the first to know everything. Your addiction, your pain, your loneliness. Ghost was always there for you when you overdosed. He watched over you for hours, making sure nothing bad happened to you. He was your best friend. Your refuge. Your love, even though you never said it. That night, after a heated argument with your mother, who, while drunk, yelled hurtful things at you, you went out aimlessly. You were crying, shaking... Well, you'd shot up more than you should have. And soon you started to feel dizzy. Desperately calling Ghost's number between sobs.
"Ghost... Come for me... Please."

You said with a broken voice, telling him your address as best you could. No more than ten minutes passed when his black car parked in front of you. He quickly got out of the car, his face pale with fear.
"There you are!"

He screamed when he saw you lying on the ground, running to hug you.
"Don't do this to me... not again.."

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