Friends With Benefits and Drugs (Ashton-Michael Fan-Fic)

Parties. Drugs. Sex. People. Trouble. Fun.

"Hi, I'm Michael"
"Nice, Aleah. Follow me upstairs?" He nodded.

"Is that LSD?" I nodded taking one from the plastic bag.
"Can I get some?"


4. Chapter 4 - Ruining You

I unwrapped a clear plastic bag of pain pills I got from a friend. 3 pills rolled out to my clammy hands. I washed them down with the cool taste of water on this hot day. I handed Michael the bag and looked down to sigh.

"I'm ruining you." I breathed out.


"Making you skip school, dragging you to parties and giving you drugs! I'm messed up, you don't have to be."

"I want to be."

"No you don't babe. No you don't."

"The sex though-"

"I know but you have a future Mike."

"I don't think your thinking straight." He looked at his phone and the time. School would be out by now, not that we ever went.

"We have band practice in 20 minutes, you coming?"

"Ah, not today."

"You always come though" He rolled over closer to me and pushed my hair back. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing. It's nothing." I leant in for a kiss but he backed away.

"Your hiding something. I don't like it."

"But that's non of your business."

"Non of my business? Fine." Michael got up off of the ground we laid on and got into his car. I heard his car turn the corner from the trail we took to get here.

Michael and I pretty much stopped going to school and made parties out life. Michaels parents never liked me. After all I did get him drugs and alcohol.

I got up and dusted my jacket and pants. I have no where else to go but home.

I don't really even consider my house to be my home. Since everyone moved out its so empty. I just have my dog, Buddy. His always been my buddy since my dad left. He's also protected me.

One night when I was asleep, two burley men broke through my window. I guess people are afraid of pit-bulls because he scared them off. All I hoped for was a man that could protect me and love me just as much as Buddy. I looked at his bright icy blue eyes and his black patch around his eyes.

I laid my bag on the leather couch that sat right before the flat screen TV. My house was very nice but ever since my father left the endless parties and men ruined my house. Holes in the wall, empty fridge and a dusty house. It was a upscale 3 story house, even the neighborhood was upscale. I was known around the neighborhood as the home wrecker. Literal and figure of speech.

My father calls every once and a while. I can't blame him. I am the worst possible child that someone could have. My father's wife calls almost every week to see how I am. I hardly answer. My mother however is a different story. I'm the one who calls her to make sure her drinking hasn't gotten out of hand.

I looked down at my phone and saw it was 8pm. Michael is usually here helping me make some kind of make-shift dinner. He's hopefully out if practice and ready to make amends with me.

"Michael?" I heard music echo threw my phone.

"Michael are you at a fucking party?"

"These girls are fucking hot you wouldn't believe it babe! The drugs too!"

"Ah fuck me! Where are you?"

"Oh yeah let's fuck! I'm at Jakes."

I hung up and got my keys to my car and grabbed my purse. I walked to the door to hear Buddy cry.

"Fine, come on Bud."

I pulled up to see a bunch of people were pasted out or doing the nasty on the lawn. I locked the car and Buddy sat in the passenger seat. I looked around for Michael, of course he'd be upstairs. I walked up and heard a girl moaning. I walked to the door and knocked. Who the fuck knocks?

"Someone's in here!" A sweet voice rang through the walls.

"Get the fuck off my boyfriend!" I yelled and pushed the door opening shielding my eyes.

"Get some clothes on so I can get your ass home, Mike!" I took my hands off my eyes and heard sirens signaling cops got called.

"Ugh shit! Michael hurry!" I grabbed his hand and ran out of the room.

"Bitch!" She yelled back.

"Bitch you aren't even his type!"

We got out to the front and saw cops swarming in. Thank god I parked around the corner. I lead him to the back and we hopped the fence. We got to the car and Michael tried to sit in the front.

"Uh your ass gets the back!" He grunted and Buddy got in the front with joy.

"What kind of drugs did they give you?"


"Shit! You can overdose!!"

"Outside is blurry" he touched the window and drooled.

"Get the fuck inside." I slammed my door and unlocked my house.

"I'll get you the shot." I keep a couple of reverse shots for drug overdoses.

"Sit down. Hold still." He winced as I injected it into his arm.

"Just lay down while I make food." Buddy jumped on the couch with Michael.

I fixed some pizza rolls and waited for 20 minutes. I sat in the counter tapping my nails on the granite counter. *ding* I got up and ate some rolls and brought the rest to the open living room. Michael and Buddy were asleep. I moved Buddy to floor and cuddled close to Mike. He wrapped his arm around me and kissed me forehead. No later I heard Buddy eating our pizza rolls.

"I love you" Michael breathed.

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