The clock had just struck 2:30am. Jensen had been left alone by all of his friends. He wasn’t in a good place. Being drunk out of his mind, high and half naked in the pouring rain and darkness never was good for somebody, especially when their whole world had been snatched away from them within days. He regretted his decisions. Sleeping with a girl had completely ruined his and Tegan’s relationship, and he knew what they had was special. Nevertheless, once she finished it with the deluded boy, he went out and had sex with more girls. He was single, why not?
Nothing seemed to make sense to Jensen anymore. The belief he had in himself to be a good father to Noelle was pretty much zero. He knew he’d broken Tegan, when she didn’t deserve any of that. The fact that the girl had a miscarriage broke him a little more, but the loss of his sister was too much for him to even handle. Also, it seemed like he hadn’t got over his mother’s death altogether. The only thing that kept his mind off life itself was the drink and the drugs and the excessive partying. This time, however, the drug taking and drink intake had gone a step too far. Rather than helping him forget all of his troubles, they brought them all back, in worse form.
It took an hour and a half to stumble back to Jensen’s house. It was empty due to the drop in people who lived there. Jensen didn’t live with his father or little brother, and his step-dad had gone to live with his own family for a little while, due to the loss of his wife and daughter. It was hard for everyone around Jensen, and he knew it, but sometimes, he got too lost within himself.
Gathering into the house, Jensen let out a slight weep as he shut the door violently. His clothes dripped with rain water. Well, the ones that his body still had on. Before even being able to change, Jensen was sick all over himself in the hallway. Suddenly, nothing was bright, and Jensen was not safe in his own company. One half of him wanted to do the right thing. He wanted to stop himself from drinking and drugs before he got re-attatched, and he wanted to phone Tegan to sort things out. He knew that would be best, but he was afraid of rejection, and after all, he wasn’t worthy of Tegan. Also, seeing as he’d had sex with a stranger on the street a few hours before now, it wasn’t fair. Instead, Jensen thought of the worst possible situation.
He couldn’t do it anymore. He just couldn’t. Whenever his life was going well, something would happen to ruin him all over again. He was strong, usually, but now, he showed every sign of weakness. While rushing upstairs, many thoughts went through his head. What about Noelle? What about dad? What about Luca? What about the rest of the family? What about my mates? What about Tegan? What about Cammie? What about Colton? Sometimes, thinking about others would help the boy be less selfish, but not this time. It just drove him to carry out the dangerous thoughts pondering in his mind.
After finally getting into his bedroom, in the pitched black, he searched around under his bed and within his drawers for what he needed. Right now, Jensen wasn’t thinking straight. Before he knew it, he was swigging at the stale vodka, gin, and all drink he could find. He sniffed at the huge amount of white powder which lay on his floor, not even showing any sign of regret by now. The sensless boy felt weaker. He was moving at such a fast pace and doing so many things at once, this sure wasn’t healthy. Grabbing a needle, Jensen thought fast. Sliding it in one of his veins in his arm, he pushed down harshly.
And with that, it was all over. Jensen’s breathing stopped immediately. His heart was no longer active. The amount of alcohol and drugs he’d been non-stop taking over the past week or so finally reacted with his weak body. He fell back onto the floor, surrounded by all of these used substances. This was the end.
oh no, this has happened before. sorry that i offended you i just wanted guidance for what to do my character. not the only time i’ve accidentally upset someone ooc. i truly am sorry.