Note to self, make a copy so if woe decides to yeet your anon, you got it saved again. Just please don’t leave me for days ;-; it’s not word for word but I hope it’s sufficient, I’m taking some rewriting liberties, putting warning tags here just in case and to make it easier!: Mention of ED, mention of drugs, needles and overdose.
Dexterous Charming, unnoteworthy middle child of the Blueblood Charming family of Ever After, never seemed to get into much trouble. With his parents seemingly more out of the picture, having children out of necessity and social duty more than being family people, and even when they were around they caused more issue than worth. Daring and his appearance was their mother’s priority, and Darling’s feminine social appearance and note of her in Wonderland (only a rumor) was their father’s priority since it was clear she didn’t listen to her mother. Even with their parents toxic ways, he was still ignored, and often mistaken as a cousin of sorts. So what did it matter what he do? His parents and siblings didn’t care, so when he heard about a young Sparrow’s trouble affording tickets at a concert, he offered to pay if that meant he could catch a ride, which fitted in Sparrow’s narrative since he was too loud to pick off of somebody just yet (he could but, he’s 13, that bitch loud) and glad that SOMEBODY agreed with his music taste. Sparrow and the 3 other boys made their way in, where they got a bunch of stuff, thanks to Dexter ofc. Surely enough, somebody caught eye of the young Blueblood, and, thanks to their detest of our dear Dashing, decided to cause the worst trouble, and started chatting with the young and impressionable prince, and managed to talk him into pills of “candy” (insert pun here) with the promise of feeling alive and happy, which I mean, sounds pretty good ngl. So he agreed, and when the kids gathered back to Robin Hood and was dropped off, Dexter decided to say fuck it, what do I got to lose. That’s what started it, making his way through the pill bottle in under a month period. Escaping in the night with and without The Robbers, (sparrow and gang), finding ways and social talk on finding exactly what he wanted. New pills, new pills, pills. Soon enough, that was not enough. No buzz, no good mood. He was scared of trying anything new but, what else did he have? He didn’t want to be empty again. That was a fate worse than hell. Different pills? Not enough, of course not. What’s next? Powder, now this worked. He didn’t even bat a eye at the needles when they finally came like he thought he would. Wow he really was far, wasn’t he? Wake up with pills, and lunch would be hiding in the bathroom, powder and needles in pockets. How nobody caught before, he didn’t know, but it worked for him. Sparrow came sometimes, not a lot, he didnt really seem to get into it, but he had fulfillment elsewhere. Lucky bastard. When Briar eventually invited Dexter to a party when he told her he had ways of getting what she couldn’t get, she took it, like how Sparrow did with his money. He decided fuck it, these people don’t know who I am, it’s free stuff anyway. So he went, and brought all his favorites, and a new try out, Fairy Dust. Pretty and pink, how cute. Lines were sorted, and soon enough, they were gone. Snorted. Oh my Grimm what a high, so ecstatic, he felt like he could run track, this. This was so worth the price. He doesn’t remember much of that night. He disappeared for the weekend following that Friday, he thinks with Sparrow? No no, eh fuck it who cares. He felt sick, and warm, and nauseous and light but didn’t know why. Low fuel? Probably yeah, next period, disappear for pick me up, definitely yes. Sat next to Hunter, Daring and Darling a like, 2 rows behind, waiting for him to show up, which he showed up a bit late for, but he couldn’t tell with as bad as he felt. Really really sick, but in a light feeling kind of way, and as soon as he sat down he just, sat, knees to his chest, resting his head on his knees. Maybe he’d feel better soon, he’s a tough boy right? He closed his eyes to rest, such a weird sick feeling. When the project began, Hunter waited for Dexter to respond on his own, not wanting to bother him. But a few minutes passed and he couldn’t fight the feeling something was wrong, and tapped his shoulder. No response. Shook his shoulder lightly, no response. HOLD ON ILL SEND PART 2 I PROMISE IT WONTBELONG
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sparrow knows he only keeps dexter around because he’s really easy to get money out of. “you don’t wanna break your best friend’s heart, do you? it’s only a couple hundred. you’ve had more money spent on your clothes.”
dexter knows that he’s being used by sparrow, but the high just feels so good and he doesn’t even care at this point. i mean, his own parents and siblings don’t care about him, why should he care what sparrow thinks?
dexter knows that daring is dealing with his own problems, and darling is god knows where doing whatever, so he starts to distance himself from them. daring doesn’t come to breakfast anymore like they used to, darling isn’t even home, so what’s the point in even coming home?
daring, even though he’s not as attentive to his siblings as he used to be, starts to notice that every time he sees dexter he’s very glassy eyed and looks practically dead. he finally manages to track down darling, and she doesn’t know anything.
darling doesn’t talk to dexter as much as she used to, and she feels really bad, but she can’t bring herself to ask him about anything.
a few days go by, and daring gets a text from briar asking if he’s going to her next rager. he says yes, and darling is back in town so she goes with him.
daring and darling go to the party, and see dexter snorting something. they ask him what it is but he’s too high to hear them. they start to get concerned.
next day in class, daring and darling are waiting for dexter and he shows up 10 minutes late. he looks like shit but dare and dar just think it’s him being hungover.
dexter feels like shit and starts to rest at his desk. hunter is starting to get concerned that he isn’t answering his question and starts to get really nervous. daring and darling start to notice that he’s not doing well, and rumplestilskin yelling at him isn’t helping.
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