Pills //

An addiction's an addiction, 'cause it always hurts the same.


3. Chapter 3// Pills

I love the way the sun shines on the snow, it’s so captivatingly beautiful, especially during this time of day.

I snapped a couple of photos of the surroundings and sat on a bench, preparing to draw the scenery when I noticed something, or rather someone.

It was a boy with beautiful golden curls that glowed in the sunlight, his stormy blue eyes had a mist of a troubled look, and he just had an overall aura around him.

It was my personal goal to make him smile, I bet his smile is beautiful.

I snapped a photo of the mystery boy and smiled at the outcome.

“Is that of me?”

I yielded all motions and turned to face the boy looking down at my camera.

“U-uh, yeah. I’m sorry, I’ll delete it if you would like.”

I had a major blush and was attempting to hide my face behind my camera.

“Nonsense, the angle is quite beautiful actually.”

He smiled charmingly and asked for my name.


“You look familiar, have I seen you around here before?”

I felt a sense of dread in my chest,

“N-no, I don’t think so. I have to go.”

I started to pick up my things when I felt a cold grip on my wrist and I froze.

“Why don’t you come over for a little while, we can get to know each other.”

Before I could really think this through, I nodded and the boy led me to the pavement.

“I don’t own a car, so we’ll have to walk, is that alright with you?”

I nodded, I loved to walk and take pictures of the busy scenery, and New York truly was beautiful this time of year.

We walked through the chilled winter’s evening together, the glowing neon signs lighting up his face.

“I just realized, I never got your name,” Oh how reckless of me, I accepted this man’s offer to visit his home and never got his name.

“Oh right, sorry about that,” He said sheepishly, “my name is Liam, Liam Sonnerfield.”

My eyes widened at the name, he must have noticed my sudden halter of movement because he turned back to look at me.

He sighed before murmuring, “Why does this always happen.”

A sudden fear gripped my shoulders in a tight, cold embrace. I knew of Liam, but did he know of me? Would he remember me? There were reasons I avoided people like him, people from before.

I avoided his gaze entirely, hoping and praying he wouldn’t decide to examine me too closely.

He stared at me for a moment before continuing to walk forward, I let out a breath and followed close behind. 

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