Secured Scriptures with @zombieblrd continuation from this meme starter!
Being around drugs was beyond difficult for the young ginger, ever since his past drug addiction the ginger did what he could to substances that could pull him back into the demons within his soul. Though the pain killers his best friend had taken never could measure up to the heroin that he used to shoot up, but still, the narcotics provided Jason with a high, Roy desperately craved at times.
Plus, with Jason in and out of consciousness, it would have been too easy to slip a pill into his moist mouth... it wasn't like Jason would notice a single pill missing, besides if he did he could easily convince the other male that he had taken another while in and out of his slumber. It would have been too easy to embrace the cloud nine feelings with no other vigilantes around and Lian was destained to nap for another four hours. The orange pill bottle on their glass table next to the sofa Jason was on stared at him, whispering the sweet nothings to him. Beads of sweat bubbled along his hairline as the temptation grew more and more seductive. Gnawing on the nail of his thumb, Roy’s forest eyes remained focused on the pills before him. With a bouncing leg, the male lept up from the lazy boy chair he had been sitting on. Stuffing his clammy palms within the pockets of his black Nike hoodie, Roy took five long strides into his daughter’s bedroom.
With his sleeping toddler within his arms, Roy sat back in his previous chair while he made sure Lian remained covered by the soft fuzzy pink blanket Jason had bought her when Roy had gotten full custody. He had given the little girl a kiss on her forehead when the sound of his tired friend’s voice echo within the livingroom.
“Your girlfriend said the same exact thing when I called her,” Roy confessed before slowly sitting up to gaze at his friend.
Balancing Lian on one arm, the ginger climbed back out of his chair to check on his injured friend more closely, “I changed your bandage around two hours ago, but let me check on it again.”
Pushing his friend’s leg over, the male used his free hand to push Jason’s shorts up to gaze down at the wound on his thigh that Roy prayed wasn't festering, “Lay back down, Jaybird, you’re not going anywhere. It doesn't look infected, but the stitches look like they may need to be redone.”
“I called Koriand’r, and she went with Artemis to go check out things and finished what we started,” he informed his friend before continuing, “plus, someone needed to babysit you and Lian until the backup arrives,” he teased.
