This short story was an entry for a 100 word or less contest. Results are not yet in, but I did expand it for future use as a longer story.
He did it for his father.
Rehab chokes the drugs from him. May help him go home again. His body writhes in pain. He fights to keep the needle from his arm. The love for his father battles the desire for the drugs.
His father, a cop, torn apart by the chasm the drugs creates between he and his only son, volunteers for the drug task force. One night, he takes a bullet in the chest from the whack-job dealer who’ll now be off the street for life. He doesn’t make it.
He did it for his son.