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Riley. Kaleb. Riley and Kaleb.

I was fed up enough with the breakup that it had to be added Kaleb's comeback. And now I have to deal with both issues at the same time because the universe loves me.

That's why I need to pop these pills...

Someone knocks the door. I grunt, holding the two pills on my right hand. I leave the little plastic bag on the sink and keep the pills on the hand, closing the fist.

"What?" I ask impatient through the door.

"Could you open the door?" It's Justin's voice. I do what he asks seconds later.

"What happens?" I say in the same tone. Justin ignores me and enters into the room like if it was his, sitting on the edge of the bed.

"Just wanted to check that you're okay, dude."

"I'm alright as you can see." I say with a bit of sarcasm. He scoffs, smiling, used to my way of being. Then he pays attention to my closed fist and frowns, confused.

"What you have in there?" He points the hand with a head movement.

"Nothing." I answer by instinct, like he was kind of a big brother, even though I know he wouldn't ever judge me.  

Justin sighs seconds later, turning worried in a sudden.

"Bro, you know I'm never gonna tell you what to do with your life and that, but I'm your friend, one of your best." 

Now I sigh.

"How many?" He continues.

"How many what." I ask him for the meaning of the words with a look.

"You know, how many pills were you gonna take."

"Enough to numb the pain." I mutter.

"And you really think that's gonna make you feel better? You're smart enough to know that drugs don't do nothing good to your health."

I know his intention isn't telling off me, but still I don't like when people think I'm kind of a drug addict. I just use them when I feel really fucked up. 

"C'mon, Vinnie." 

I look up to the ceiling and shut my eyes for some seconds, doubting what to do next. He's right, tho. I open the hand and look at the pills for some time.

You're a hypocrite, Kaleb's voice interrupts my thoughts once again.

If I want to stop Kaleb first I'll have to quit my relation with pills. And that should include the ecstasy, too. Because I can't continue arguing with him about the drugs if I'm also involved with them. 

"Fine." I mumble one more time. Justin nods in agreement. Then he stands up and puts a hand on my shoulder.

"Remember you're never alone." He says before leaving.

I break the pills in very small pieces and throwing them to the garbage can next to my desk.

I take my cell phone to send a text.

Hey Summer, could you come to my house tomorrow morning?

You're never alone.

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