trigger warnings !!

mentions of addiction, drug
use, relapsing

004 | the talk

the perfect girl | mareux

Mariah slammed the car door shut. Roy looked over at her. "Did you have to slam my door shut?"

"Did Jason have to go through my stuff?" Roy left the conversation at that.

It was a silent drive, only the slightest sounds of the radio filled the air. The air was filled with tension, it was uncomfortable, and filled with anger. When the two pulled up to AA, ROy turned the car off and unbuckled his seatbelt. Mariah sat still, debating all her options here.

"If you're waiting till you feel ready, you would never leave the car. You never feel ready to attend these meetings, you just have to push through it." Roy softly spoke, as if he was trying to not spook a cat.

"I'm not ready though," Mariah trailed off.

"No one is ever ready to walk through those doors for the first time or after a relapse." Roy said as if he was recalling his first time going to a meeting.

"What if I'm not ready to be helped, what if I don't want to be helped?" Mariah asked quietly, scared to be judged.

"You have to want help if you're going to go through with going to meetings. If you don't want to be helped then I can drive you to a corner in Crime Alley and you can go get a fix of whatever your drug of choice is. Only problem is that it would be dangerous to my recovery. Your choice"

Roy provided her options, ones that are exactly what she hoped he would say. But she chose the option Roy didn't think she would pick. She slowly opened the car door and walked towards the building with Roy by her side. 

author's note !!

i hope you all enjoy
this smaller chapter :)