When we found out about Colombia's heroin problem, we kept her locked in my room. We took all the drugs that was hidden under her bed, to the trash. All this evening, she's been seating, screaming, scratching her arm. It was a crazy seen to watch.
The only thing that was going on in my head, was how did she get started? Why did she start? Who gave it to here? I was going to ask the questions when she's not acting crazy. But I think I had an idea of what happened.
I was in my room now with Columbia. She was sitting on the bed moaning, she picked at her arm. She was crying and rocking. Her eyes where blue but now dark blue, her brown hair was up in sloppy bun. Some hairs sticked to her sweaty face. She was skinnier then a stick. We tried to get her to eat something but she would just throw it up.
" C-C-CLO-COVERRR PLEASE!" She yelled standing up, rubbing her arms. " ONE M-M-MMORE TIME! NO MOREE!" Columbia said walking closely to me. I was setting down in the chair. I just watched her debating, and fussing. When she got really close I got up, that some how scared her.
She stepped back. " Set down Columbia." I told her pointing to the bed. She shook her head no. " I'm not going to repeat myself. Just know that your not getting out of this room Intel your sober. And, that's going to be a while." I told her setting back down.
She ran to the door twisting the door. The door can only open up from outside. We had to change it or she would leave the house. She screamed and kicked the door. I understand we need to take care of her but, we can't help her like a Rehabilitation can. Columbia started hitting her head on the door hard.
I got up and grabbed her by the shoulders. I turned her around, she was screaming in my face. " SHUT-UP!" I couldn't take it anymore. " SIT YOUR ASS DOWN BEFORE I KILL YOU WITH ONE SHOT!" I told her holding up my gun to her head. She stopped screaming and sat down.
" Iam so-s-sorry. Sh-sh-she ma-made me do it. It di-dint want to I SWEAR!" Columbia yelled.
" What are you talking about?" I asked now standing infront of her.
" It was an accident I swear. Sh-she made m-e do th-this." She said rocking back and forth.
" WHAT ARE TALKING ABOUT!" I yelled pulling my hair.
" I ki-killed Cotie. I killed Cotie. I KILLED COTIE! I RAN HER OVER! IT WAS MY JOB!" After what she said, I shot her in the head. No emotion glazed inside of me. But, a burning sensation of hatred washed over my cold, frozen body.
The door burst open. Mandy and Rose stud there. Tears poured from there faces. I was just standing there looking at Columbia's life less body. No care of how the others felt washed over me. But, this one thing called hatred did.
" What happen?" Rose asked walking over to me. I looked at her, and smirked.
" She killed Cotie. Sindy ordered her to. When she did Sindy gave her a prize, meth. That was Columbia's payment since she did her part. Columbia kept going back for more, and Sindy gave it to her. That day when we where in the basement I had a feeling something wasn't right." I said.
" The way she would react to me saying Cotie's name hunted her dead soul. Every time we talked to her about Cotie she would leave the house and come back Intel 2 weeks or so. She left to get rid of the past. But, I was still here and she knew she couldn't kill me because of you 2. Columbia was gone when she killed Cotie. And, this was my only option." I said walking away from Rose and Mandy.
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Diversos" If you think your sane. Then your lying to yourself. There is know such thing as sane." -GONE-DEAD-