In which a boy who is slowly losing himself meets a doctor hell-bent on saving him
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"Between Lions and Men." He knew what the other's statement meant. " Oh, how the predator fell in love with its prey." It was Ironic how true that really was. "...
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Silas never had any good dreams most of the time they were nightmares. The only good dreams he had were of Caleb and yet so were the nightmares. So when Silas woke up Hyperventilating in a cold. Sometimes he screams right before coming out of one of the bad ones. Silas shot up out of bed scrambling to find the water bottle he had from last night. Drinking the rest of the water which wasn't much he started to calm down. Suddenly the flash of memories from the dream made his whole body shake. Silas started to cry, tears streaming down his face, tucking his knees to his chest, and holding himself tightly while rocking back and forth to calm down. yet the wave of calm never washed over him. Silas shakingly turned on his lamp right before crawling out of his bed. With trembling hands and tears he opened the floor vent (which was never used) where an old pencil case sat. Grabbing the bag he crawled back into bed. Unzipping the bag he left before his last 'vacation' as he and charlie joked. Sterilization packets, cotton balls, gloves, bandaids, and a small thing of germ-ex were still there. In a zip lock bag were six needles with a safety guard filled with pure brown Heroin. He may have been a druggie, at least he didn't want an infection. Silas grabbed clean clothes and started a hot bath. while waiting for the tub to fill he searched for the pain pills he was prescribed last summer. Caleb broke Silas's arm, right collar bone, and nose. Their relationship was abusive on both sides. Caleb was more physical where Silas fucked with Caleb's mind. Charlie couldn't do anything about Caleb because Silas moved out and into Caleb's place. Caleb's parents couldn't do anything from the grave. To the public, they were the perfect couple. Last summer was when Silas finally had enough and left. Charlie opened the door at four am to find a bruised up and bloody Silas and that's where Charlie threatened to kill Caleb an hour later. Silas stood in front of the mirror undressing feeling disgusted with himself because he's let it get this far. That only makes him cry harder. He sits the bag on the bathtub side table stepping into the tub making sure to fully submerge himself in the heated waters. Head fully submerged underwater only willing to bring himself above the heat once the high of the oxygen supply cutting off from his brain started to wash over him. The water has tinged his skin a slight flush of pink. Silas took a gasp of air into his lungs pulling himself out of the drowning sensation. Silas made sure to wash off all of the dirt and grime, while also scrubbing at his skin hard to get rid of the past feeling of unwanted touches. It didn't work... all it did was make him feel raw. Silas reached for the bottle full of tramadol goodness and put two pills on the old handheld mirror and crushed them to a fine powder. Fixing the powder into the four lines with his more recent Forks I.D. With a shaky breath, Silas bent his head and held one nostril closed, and snorted up the first of three pretty white lines with his eyes closed. He basked in the slow but oncoming high and snorted up another, then another, and another. Till there were no more left. He wiped his face with a wet rag trying to get rid of powder that was left on the sides of his nose. Silas lit a cigarette, he picked up that habit Sophomore year after a test gone wrong. He took a long drag and let the smoke settle in his lungs for just a few seconds before exhaling. Silas soaked in the bath for a long moment and sipped on his first cigarette of the night. Grabbing the bag Silas took out an alcohol wipe and cleaned the bend of his right arm as he was left-handed and that's where his good vain is. He made sure to clean off the needle after uncapping it. Silas's nose scrunched up as he shot up the first dose into his vein, he doesn't remember much after that. All Silas could make out was the sound of his father's voice and the soft crying of his sister as he was pulled out of the water. His eyes fluttered open causing him to wince at the bright fluorescent lights. When Silas went to rub his watering eyes he felt a twinge of pain in his right arm. "Fuck" he whispered to no one, Silas knew exactly where he was. Forks general hospital I.C.U " I thought you fucking died Si" Bella sobbed out with her head laying on his boney thighs. "Hey...Bells look, I'm ok there's no need to cry." Silas tried to comfort his crying sister petting her messy hair. " Mr.Silas you overdosed on Tramadol and Heroin" Silas winced not wanting his sister to know he was a drug addict. " You're lucky you're alive considering you flatlined twice." Silas knew that smooth, silky, yet gruff voice. That voice belonged to the one and only Doctor Carslile Cullen " I can't say this is a pleasant meeting Doctor Cullen, not in this situation, Bella it's best if you leave the room and tell dad I'm up." Bella gave a hesitant nod and muttered a quiet "excuse me" to Carslile. " I knew you going to visit again Silas, but not so soon," Carslile said with a frown sitting down in the chair across from the bed crossing his legs. "Well, sometimes I get the great ideas that I just have to act on," Silas remarked sarcastically "Or maybe... I just missed you" He flirted. " If you missed me so much, you could have called my personal it's on my card after all." Carslile flirted back to the unstable addict a small smile making its way onto his lips. He then cleared his throat trying to become professional again. " You will have N/a meetings twice a month, along with our regular appointments and a therapist, and before I forget, Your Nutritionalist 'Abby waters' will be coming in once your blood is completely clean of the drugs to tube you." Silas's face fell and tears welled up in his eyes " No... Carslile, how could you." Tears began to fall down his cheeks as the look of terror rushed on his already ghostly pale skin. "Silas... It's for your health" Charlie and Anastasia walked into the room to see their son " Cheif Swan, and you must be Silas's mother, Anastasia Green " "Yes I am Silas's Mother" Silas scoffed with his arms crossed " More like egg donor." " Not here Silas " Charlie pleaded to his only son trying to keep the peace. " I've already spoken to Silas about our further actions regarding his recovery, Hopefully, all will go well." Carslile offered a smile to the tense family as Bella walked back in. " I'll be back in a few to take his vitals." Silas nodded to Carslile letting him know he got the message ' Please let me help you.' It wasn't gonna be an easy one to compile with, after all, Silas was hell-bent on self-destruction and trying his best to end it all. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Guys! We made it to 1,238 words! Can you fucking believe that like holy shit!! I'm so thankful for all the people reading this and hopefully enjoying this angsty slow burn. We finally get to see some flirting of the two main love interest's ! Yay! Don't worry , things will be getting a little better piece by piece.
