life

overdose

"George, I got your laundry." George's mom, Aline, enters his room.
But the next thing she saw broke her mother heart.

"George!" she shouts as she runs over to her overdosed child. "oh god no.." her eyes filled with tears and she carefully takes George into her arms.

"Chris!" she shouts "George, you're okay! wake up, open your eyes darling." her voice is soft "Chris call an ambulance!" she screams.

"what happened?" George's father enters the room "oh god-" escapes his mouth. "Its okay Chris, call the ambulance!" Aline says, holding her child to her chest.

"please god make my son stop." she whispers looking up to the ceiling.

George overdosed with a packages of pills, taking them like normal drugs and ended up overdosing himself.

George POV

I carefully open my eyes and immediately feel my stomach stinging. "ah-" I whisper because of the pain.

Then I see my mother laying on my lap and sleeping. "fuck.." I hissed, knowing what had happen.

I didn't mean to overdose.

I look around and see my father sleeping on the chair. The feeling of guilt overflows my whole body as I watch them sleep.

"George." my brother, Henry, says "oh, hey." I give him a small smile. "What were you thinking?" he says, I lower my head to avoid eye contact.

"Its the third time.. mom is worried!" he says "I'm sorry." I apologise "I didn't mean to overdose.."

"don't apologise to me, apologise to mom and dad that got to deal with your shit!" he says which makes me go numb.

"I don't understand how you bring it over your heart!" he then says "seeing mom tried and trying her best to help you, but you just go and continue doing the same shit!" Henry scream-whispers.

"you think I'm having fun doing this?" I say "you think I'm having fun laying here and watching you gathered around me!" I shout which made my parents wake up.

"George!" mom hugs me "oh thank god you're okay!" I hear her voice breaking. I watch Henry giving me the look he started to give me a while ago..

a disappointed, sad and angry look which makes my heart shatter every time I look into those eyes.

"I'm sorry mom.." I hug her "I didn't mean to overdose." I rub her back. "Its okay, you're okay." she whispers.

"you gotta stop." dad comes closer "this is the third time you overdosed.. you're dying son."
I stay quiet and stare at my blanket, not knowing what to say expect from:

"I'm sorry."

after a while my family left home.
They luckily brought me my phone so I don't die of boringness here.

"Nick?" I say as soon as he picked the phone up "George, you fucking-" he swears "sorry." I laugh.

"where have you been the past few days?" he asks and I hear how he gets up "I was busy, had things to do." I sit myself up.

"Things like taking drugs with your 'friends' and skipping school." he says "sorry nick." I let out a small laugh.

"when are you going home?" he asks "tomorrow." I answer "you're coming to school, right?" he asks.

I stay quiet.

"we've a new student." nick then says "he's one year older than you."
"19 years old and still in school?" I laugh "fuck off you're 18, you've no right to talk." he laughs.

"I guess that's true." I laugh before it gets quiet again.

"come back to school." he says, I sigh "I'll try, alright?" I smile "I'll drag you out of your house if you don't come!" he threats me.

"alright, I'll come." I laugh.

"okay.. Karl got already close with him.." nick mumbles "with who?" I confusedly ask "clay, the new student."

"why do you care?" I ask "you guys broke up."
"I know.. but that doesn't mean I don't love him." he sighs.

"talk to Karl." I say "tell him that you are not fine with the break up." I add. he stays quiet "but it was my idea.." he mumbles.

"well your idea was shit." I say "just tell him how bad you feel with the break up."
"but when?" he asks "you know Karl, so you can clearly tell when its the right time to talk." I say.

he doesn't say a word.

"look- just tell him that you miss him and want to get back with him, add a few cute sentences in and its ready." I say.

"why would I listen to you?" he laughs "you've never been in a relationship." nick adds "that's because none want an addicted junky!" I laugh.

"that's true though." he says "hey!- that should've been the moment you cheer me up." I joke around "be happy that I'm being honest!" he laughs.

It stays quiet again.

"alright.. I'm gonna go now." Nick says "get well soon and fucking come to school, get your life together."

"I will, thanks." I feel a smile on my face "bye, see you." I end the call and throw myself back.

I need a cigarette, I can't calm down like this.

but where could I get one..
I am in a fucking hospital, there's noway I can get cigarettes-

David.

I get my phone out and immediately call David without thinking any second. It rings a few times, but then he picks up.

"George?" he says tiredly "hey man!" I force a smile "what do you want?" he asks and I hear him fall down to his bed.

"I overdosed, I'm in the hospital." i say "what do you want me to do about it?" David asks "can you bring me a package of cigarettes?" I ask "I'll give you the money back when I get out."

"aww man.." I hear him getting up "you own me something." he laughs "yes, hurry up!" I laugh back.

It didn't take him long until he arrived. He brought me the cigarettes and I immediately lighted one on.

"how did you overdose?" David asks "it was an accident." I start "that's what you always say." he says "because they're accidents." I say.

"I took some pills, looks like I took too much.." I say "idiot." he laughs "you've to learn how to stop overdosing, otherwise you'll die one day."

"maybe that's better than living like this.." he adds before it stays quiet between us.