My best stranger

Na1n_te3n°

I rehearse what to say in my head one more time before knocking on the familiar door of Erica's apartment.

I hear foot steps and my heart beat starts to speed up, the door lock clicks open and as the door slowly opens I watch carefully

You can't be fucking kidding me

"What do you want?" Danny says with a demanding voice.

"I'm looking for Erica"

"She's not here"

"Let me go in and see for myself"

"She isn't in here" he sternly replies and closes the door behind him, stepping closer to me.

"Look, she was never really into you, it was a dare. A simple game of talk to a stranger and get his number"

"I'm not going to allow this be some cliche movie when I allow some psycho tell me lies. I need to hear her side of the story"

"Good luck getting her to talk to you, shes done with you mehn" he says and has a gleeful smirk on

"To hell with you Danny boy"

I'm not going to stand there and let him say nonsense, what is he doing here anyway. I start walking away and towards my car.

I feel the same anger I felt when I caught Benny cheating, but this time it's worse, so worse my eyes start to tear up, much worse that I feel a tear drop or two run down my cheek.

I open the door to the passenger seat and just look up, the tear run down on either side and I can feel my heart being torn.
Lucas places his palm on my shoulder and asks "how did it go"

I hear Marcia comment from the back seat "obviously not well. Did you see her, she told you to go away?"

"Just drive"

Lucas simply starts the engine and we drive back to my house. It's a silent drive, me left with all my thoughts, all the flashbacks. My vision is blurry cause of the tears and instead of seeing trees passing by, I see smudges of green and brown.

I don't know how to feel anymore, I don't think I even want to feel. I need a smoke, real bad.

I need to forget she ever existed, I need to forget her scent, her laugh, her smile, her moans

God damnit

This feeling is sickening. We finally arrive at my house and Lucas and Marcia offer to stay.

"I'm going to my room"

"Okay, we'll be in the living room if you need anything"

I walk upstairs still feeling numb and sick, the emotional pain is so much it's physical.
I get to my room and go straight to an emergency stash of weed I pretty much hid from my self. I don't want my angina to get worse but right now I don't care about the future.
I roll up a blunt and light it and inhale,
I miss this. I savour the intoxicating smoke and drag another.

As minutes pass I feel myself start to get light headed. I don't even notice that someone has walked into my room.

"Noah... You know you can talk about it, don't just bottle it up" marcia says and sits next to me on the bed. I glance at her and inhale the blunt again.
"What happened when you went there"
"I saw her shitty friend, Danny"

"Oh, that dude, what did he say?"

"That Erica isn't around and I was just some prank or something. Look, I don't even care okay?"

"But I care about you, don't want to see you like this"

"Well, sorry"

I faintly hear footsteps come into the room.

"What the fuck bro!!" Lucas yells and walks over to me then snatches the blunt from my hand

"Your not meant to smoke"

"He's not?" Marcy asks genuinely confused.

"Yeah, he has angina, a heart condition"

"You didn't tell me?" She says and hits my shoulder.
"No shit"
Luckily for me the drug begins to work and everything starts to fade.

"I'm going to bed. You guys can leave now"

I lay down and hug my pillow backing them.

"Alright, I'll check up on you later okay?" Marcia says and pats my head.

"If you need anything, except a smoke call me" Lucas says and I give him the middle finger.

"Love you too bro"
They both leave my room and I hear them leave the house. My eyes get heavier and I slowly drift off to sleep.

Finally, no feelings

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1 week later...

"This is your fifth one today" I can hear my conscience (mind angel) tell me.

"Anything that will take me away from reality will do"

I walk over to the fridge to get a bottle of orange juice and at the corner of my eye I see the meds prescribed to me that I haven't taken in days. I shrug it off and get my orange juice then walk back to the living room.
Not really sure of what to watch and not in the mood to game, I scroll through my messages which I have left unattended to in a while then go to tiktok.

I take the first sip of my orange juice and start to feel this stinging pain in my at the centre of my chest which then progresses to the left, I'm in tune with every growing pain I feel. My heart feels like it's being held inside the palm of a giant and squeezed like a dog toy.

I groan in pain and reach for my phone which is luckily close to me, I call Lucas and he doesn't pick up

Fucker!

I decide to not waste time calling him again and just call Marcia, she picks up after the first ring and I can barely form words.

"Marcy... My heart, hospital, come and take me to the.."

"Hello... Noah, you need the hospital?"

I feel weaker, I can't even hold on to the phone, it falls to the ground and I whisper "yes"

Hoping she heard me.

The room starts to spin around me, my head feels lighter. I feel myself fall to the ground next to my phone and my eyes slowly close...

I knew this day was coming.

I glance at the ceiling for a few seconds before blacking out

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