#also concept:::::: reagan helping freddie get clean :pleading eyes:

[belladoniic]

@excentriquee​ sent : it’s breaking my heart to see you like this.

from angst starters // accepting ! 

                he feels sick-- and this time, instead of not enough, he’s pretty sure he’d had TOO MUCH. he feels as if his heart is going to beat out of his chest-- he threw up a little bit ago, but it did nothing for his nausea that was still rolling over him in waves. he’s shaking, panicking because is he going to die? he’s going to die!

      hopefully he’s just having a bad trip. 

                freddie looks up from his seat-- at reagan with big, shining eyes-- tears threatening to spill over at any moment. but he’s not sure if it’s because of the panic, or the utter embarrassment he’s found himself in. he knew as soon as he took it that something was wrong. and what was the first thing he did? call reagan. beg him to come over-- and for what? to get yelled at? to be lectured? he’d made a mistake--

      “ i-- i need help-- ” freddie whispers after a moment, letting his eyes fall back down to his lap, rubbing his face before wrapping his arms tightly around his chest as if it would stop the pressure he feels there. he’s not even sure what help he’s asking for-- begging for. “ please-- i-- PLEASE help me-- ”