Day 4

Straight Edge

When Trevor came to, the needle was still lodged in his arm. He tugged on the syringe, but his hand trembled and the needle tip brushed against the wall of his vein. He cowered over in agony, and blood ran down his arm.

Failed again.

Addict was the last thing that Trevor ever thought he’d become. Once a straight-A student with a bright future, Trevor wondered how he ended up this way. The girl he had tried to impress with his try-anything-once attitude was long gone.

He wrapped a dirty rag around his arm. He’ll try to reunite with her again tomorrow.