My Drug, Intoxicated

Prologue

Danny

When we were younger, around six, everyone called me Blake's Boy. It was because I followed him around, I did anything, and I mean anything, he told me to do, I trusted him explicitly. He was my god and I was his worshipper. We were like brothers in everything but appearance. He was the fair skinned angel as my mother called him, and I was the Dark Angel as people called me behind my back.

We both grew up in the slums of Los Angeles, the city of angels. Blake and I made our own heaven there. When drunken fits, or drug induced parents forced us to flee our haven we ran away together to find new places, safe places, happy places. We would hold each other and promise that things would get better, that our lives would turn around, and that we would grow up and be rich and famous.

Blake was my drug. Being around him intoxicated me, blurred my senses. As we got older I controlled my infatuation. It never showed. We were best friends and would never be more.
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I was having some trouble with my old one of this, so I deleted it and now i'm reposting.
I hope everyone enjoys it, the first few chapters are already done of course.

-Izzy :]