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I gasped when I laid my eyes on rubberbands, alcohol swabs and heroin needles. I carried the box into the bathroom where Kurt was sitting on the floor with his chin in his knees, "What it this?" I asked holding up a needle. He looked at the needle then at me and just said "Heroin." I loved and hated the fact that he was so frank and you could never shame him. "I thought you stopped for good." I asked fighting back tears. "Yeah I did too." He whispered, "I haven't used Molly, I swear to God I haven't but it's just... there. In case I need it." "But dammit Kurt you don't need it!" He looked at me showing me how vulnerable he was, "But what if I do?" He asked like a wounded child. "I'm calling Krist." I said carrying the box out of the room with me. I called him on the kitchen phone, "Hello?" He said. "Hey Krist. It's me Molly. I need your help." I said choking back tears, "What happened? Are you alright?" He asked in a panic. "It's Kurt. I think he's using again. I found a stash in the closet..."