BEYOND THE EUPHORIA

Chapter 4: Don't Tell Mum

14 years earlier...
Here's how it all began. I live in a small house with my brother, my mum and her abusive lover. He'd beat my mum so many times and fuck her like a maniac every now and then, she'd scream and moan loudly and I'd just stand there watching, there was really not much i could do. But she endured all she could as long as it meant she'd be able to pay our school fees and provide food on the table. He'd occasionally use his cigarette to burn my wrist and whisper into my ears "Don't tell mum."
Besides all the crazy shit going on at home, i was also getting picked on at school. They'd make me suck on their dicks, drink from the toilet, write their home works and a whole lot of other crazy things.
My big brother Paullie would often get back home from school and meet my mum getting rammed aggressively from the back like a bitch, he couldn't stand it so he went out a lot away from all of it and sometimes he'd take me with him.
"I hate her so much, I wish dad were here." I say as I sit beside Paulie.
"Take those words back Alex, dad abandoned us and left us to suffer. You wouldn't understand why mum does what she does but I hope you will when you're older?. How's your wrist?
"It still hurts but I'm fine."
"You sure you don't want me to tell mum? Or I could just kick his ass for you."
"Naaahhh he'd kick yours instead."
"You wish..." Playfully pinches me. We laugh and play untill it's evening and we head back home.
Paulie tells me to go home while he go get us some burgers but I stumble upon my school bullies. All six of them.
"What do we have here." Bully 1 said as he taps his friends so they could notice me.
I walk as fast as i can and they follow me. One grabs my bag and pulls me back, slamming me into the ground. They gather around then they take me to a dark alley, strip me naked and ask me to blow them. As i am about to, my brother suddenly shows up and uses his clipper to clip his dick then uses a brick to knock him out cold. He eventually knocks out all of them.
"Are you alright?" He says as he covers me with his hood. "Don't ever..." before he finishes his sentence, one of the bullies use a wood to hit him from the back of his head. He falls to his knees as blood drops from his nose, he falls flat and goes into a coma. Before we get to the hospital he dies on the way and that is how I lost my brother. We bury him two days later, I didn't go for his funeral because I felt guilty for his death. His death broke mum apart and she just lost herself, she eventually stopped seeing her abusive lover and one special day he shows up uninvited.
"I told you not to come here anymore..." my mum says as she lights her cigarette.
"C'mon, don't be like that." He grabs my mum by her chin and pulls her close.
"I said no..." she removes his hand and moves away. "Now leave politely before i call the police on you."
He laughs sarcastically. "Oh c'mon I know you want it." He pulls down his pants, his penis dances around a little before stopping."
"Leave... you have 2 minutes." My mum says as she grabs her phone.
"You bitch!" Slaps the phone from her hand and forcefully pins her to the table, pulls down her skirt and attempts to insert.
"Leave her alone!" I say as i stand from afar.
"Get lost! Brat!" He turns away and focuses on my mum.
I bring out a small knife and dash at him, I stab him in the back multiple times and he screams in pain, falls on the ground and gags blood as he stretches his hand out to me. I just stand there watching, I look at my mum and I can see the fright in her face. She embraces me tightly knowing i have just committed murder or so I thought. The police arrive a little while later, turns out he's alive but turns out I'll be going to juvenile detention center. Two days later they take me there, on my first day I get into a fight with two kids who are try to cut my hair off but I fight them off. They change my room to a different room with a much more older person than I am.
"Hey!"
I look at him but ignore as I walk to my bed.
"I'm Jordan, looks like you don't talk much. What are you in for anyway?"
I ignore him and just lay on my bed. Even after a week i still ignore him but every night is always torture. I can barely sleep, i dream about my brother and the man i stabbed hunting me. My brother keeps asking me in those dreams why i let him die and why I'm so weak while the other always strangles me till I wake up and I always wake up sweating and panting just like tonight.
"Hey! You good?" Jordan asked.
I look at him then ignore.
"Nightmares right? Must be tough." He says as he sits upright. I have something that could help tho that's if you'd want them to stop."
I intend to ignore but I'm curious and desperate. "What is it?"
"I actually really don't know, I always steal it from the nurse's work place every Sunday. It helps me sleep well and relax." He walks to me and gives me a blue pill. "Here..."
I collect it and stare at it for some seconds. "What is this? Is this even healthy?"
"Trust me bro,  it will help." He pats my shoulder and goes back to his bed."thank me later."
Without hesitation i swallow it. Five minutes later I still feel the same. "I don't feel anything."
"Relax kid relax, it will kick in."
Ten minutes later. "I don't feel anything and I still can't sleep, this must be a..." The colour of the room starts to brighten, I really can't explain it but it feels like the colours I've been seeing all my life aren't the real colours and this is. I instantly feel a burst of happiness, like all my problems, sorrows and sadness just completely disappear. My mind is at ease, I feel relaxed. And that, my friends, was the first time i got high. I keep on taking it every night so I can sleep well, and whenever we'd run out of drugs we'd go into the doctor's office to steal a bunch of drugs we know nothing about. We'd pop two pills every morning before heading out, we'd grind another two and put inside a small paper and later sniff it in the bathroom during the day and at night we take two more to help us get through the night. It is incredible and I love it but little did I know it'd mess me up, I gradually start feeling different. I couldn't sleep at all without the use of those pills, and it only gets worse from there.