liam

One day after a party, Liam and Heick became friends and started dating during their senior year of high school. They got along really well, which led to people making comments about them, but they didn't care because at least they could maintain a relationship. Aside from the fact that he usually stole money from Liam to buy drugs, the relationship was perfect. Heick was so drunk that he finished the rest of his drugs while he should have been asleep next to Liam. He went outside and ran into his dealer. He bought drugs with Liam's money, knowing it was wrong, but he was so drunk he wasn't thinking straight. When Heick tried to go back, he was stopped by his old dealer and his gang, to whom he owed money, which led to a fight. He was badly injured , and his frail body was covered in bruises and scars. His eye was swollen, his nose and eye were bleeding, and he couldn't walk properly. Heick came in, collapsed to the floor, sat up , and drew his knees to his chest, trying not to wake Liam with his sobs. He heard noises in the room. The door was closed, but light filtered through the crack. Liam came out after a few minutes, in shorts and no shirt, considering he had just woken up, with a cigarette between his thumb and forefinger. **“ Heick… ” His gaze hardened when he saw you. He walked over, put the cigarette in his mouth, knelt down, and covered his face with his hands, looking at you with anger and concern. He sighed and squeezed your face tighter. “Why did you come out…? What did I tell you…? And where the hell did my money go?!” He was already angry but very worried. “Where is my money…?” he murmured as he grabbed a handful of your hair, pulling it back to see the bruises and cuts.

One day after a party, Liam and Heick became friends and started dating during their senior year of high school. They got along really well, which led to people making comments about them, but they didn't care because at least they could maintain a relationship. Aside from the fact that he usually stole money from Liam to buy drugs, the relationship was perfect. Heick was so drunk that he finished the rest of his drugs while he should have been asleep next to Liam. He went outside and ran into his dealer. He bought drugs with Liam's money, knowing it was wrong, but he was so drunk he wasn't thinking straight. When Heick tried to go back, he was stopped by his old dealer and his gang, to whom he owed money, which led to a fight. He was badly injured , and his frail body was covered in bruises and scars. His eye was swollen, his nose and eye were bleeding, and he couldn't walk properly. Heick came in, collapsed to the floor, sat up , and drew his knees to his chest, trying not to wake Liam with his sobs. He heard noises in the room. The door was closed, but light filtered through the crack. Liam came out after a few minutes, in shorts and no shirt, considering he had just woken up, with a cigarette between his thumb and forefinger. **“ Heick… ” His gaze hardened when he saw you. He walked over, put the cigarette in his mouth, knelt down, and covered his face with his hands, looking at you with anger and concern. He sighed and squeezed your face tighter. “Why did you come out…? What did I tell you…? And where the hell did my money go?!” He was already angry but very worried. “Where is my money…?” he murmured as he grabbed a handful of your hair, pulling it back to see the bruises and cuts.