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January, 15 2020.

That morning, I woke up on the bathroom floor, I guess after a while Ruby walked away and I just crashed.

It was 2O'clock in the morning, and the hot ass house was definitely not helping me sleep.

I could hear Ruby and Scrim talking downstairs, but I didn't wanna know who it was about.

I sat up, and god I felt so dizzy and sick, and I was sweating so bad.

Maybe it wasn't the house bothering me, but my own body.

I got up trying my best to not fall out, I walked out of the bathroom, leaving the door open behind me.

I peaked my head in my bedroom and Kass was asleep, and so was Jasper.

I walked down the stairs, into the kitchen. Scrim was in the fridge for something, and Ruby was sitting on the counter.

"Morning sleepy head" Ruby said, "why is it so hot in here?" I asked softly, "It's actually cold" Scrim said and I shook my head no.

Scrim closed the fridge, walking over to me, putting his hand up on my forehead,

"You have a fever" he said softly,

"I don't feel good at all" I said softly, Ruby helped me sit up on the counter next to him.

"You know kass has to go home today, right?" Scrim told me.

"Oh, I forgot" I said softly, laying my head on Ruby's shoulder.

"Yeah, she can come back this summer" Scrim said, "But that's not for.. a lot of months" I said and Scrim and Ruby chuckled.

"Yeah I know, but at least you'll get to see her then" Scrim said and I nodded,

It wasn't a fever, I knew exactly what it was. It was goddamn withdrawal, that I did not have the energy to fight right now.

Scrim and Ruby got back to their conversation, and I swore I could puke up the whole kitchen.

But I hadn't eaten anything, so I know I didn't really have to puke.

"You okay?" Ruby asked me, and I nodded.

I could feel the slight shake, and I knew the withdrawal wasn't bad, cause I could just go.. but I couldn't because Scrim and Ruby were both here.

And I knew he wasn't gonna let me out of his sight.

"Scott.." I said softly, "Hm?" He said, I didn't say anything. I didn't know what to say, because he knew and Ruby did too.

"Go lay down" Scrim told me, and my eyes full blown widen, maybe I was wrong.

I nodded, sliding off the counter, and going up the stairs and laying down in my bed. Kass laid her hand on my waist, and I just cuddled up to her.

My whole body ached, I couldn't help it.

I laid there with her for hours, I couldn't sleep, i felt like i wasnt there.

I wasn't.

When Scrim walked in the room after knocking, i couldn't even bring myself to look at him.

"Girls, let's get up so we can get going" he said, which meant taking kass to the airport, and hoping our asses on back to New Orleans.

Kass nodded, wiping her eyes and getting up, she kissed my forehead and walked out the room to go take a shower.

Now, of never.

I thought to myself, getting out of bed and walking over to my suitcase, grabbing that little bag, and sliding my nose through that line.

Fuck

I put the bag up, deep into my suitcase, sitting down against the wall, My eyes closed shut.

I probably sat there for thirty minutes, cause Kass came into the room fully dressed and packed.

"Angel?" She said softly, "hm?" I mumbled, "You okay?" She asked, "Yeah I'm okay" I said.

"You packed?" She asked, "Yeah" I said, rubbing my eyes,

I stood up, grabbing my suitcase and Jasper, Scrim handed me the pet carrier and put my baby in it.

I felt Scrim stare at me, my body still ached, I think I was Just in pain from sleeping on that damn bathroom floor.

I wiped my nose, it burned. Probably because I haven't done lines in forever.

Me and Kass packed up the Car, sitting in the backseat with Jasper's carrier in-between us.

Ruby hopped in the passenger seat, Scrim locked up the house and we pulled off.

After being in the car for awhile, we arrived at the airport, We said our goodbyes to kass.

And I even cried a little, but we'd see her this summer.

I hated doing this, hated using and hiding it, cause I knew it'd just spent me spiraling back into an addiction. Which I had, but.. it wasn't bad.

After leaving the airport, I just stared out the window, I hated New Orleans. I didn't want to go back but I had too, I had too.

I laid my head on the window, Scrim turned the radio on,

"You hungry?" He asked me, "No, I'm not" I said, and him and Ruby looked at each other.

I was hungry, I was so hungry. But I didn't want to eat, I'd just throw it back up, either on purpose or not.

I had barely eaten that whole week, except for when I'd get really high, weed gave me such bad munchies.

I felt trapped in my own body, trapped in myself, my habits, my family. I was trapped, and Scrim was trying to help me breathe but I just kept anchoring myself to the bottom.

I held back the tears, I didn't want to cry, I was already dehydrated as fuck, and if I started crying I was gonna throw up.

"Angel?" Ruby said softly, "You alright kiddo?" He asked, and I started crying.

"What's wrong?" He asked me, and I shrugged, my face laid on the window, the tears just flowing down my face.

"I'm sorry" I said softly, "I know you wanna help, and I know I'm not being very easy to help, I'm sorry, i.." I said softly, being cut off.

"Angel, did you ?"Scrim asked softly, and I nodded. I needed it, I know I didn't really. But I did.

Scrim didn't say anything but he nodded, and the rest of the car ride was quiet, probably because I fell asleep half way there because I couldn't keep my eyes open.

When we finally got to Scrims house in New Orleans, it felt weird because I usually stayed at mine.

But he said for my safety I should stay with him for a few days,

And I agreed.

"C'mon" he said, helping me get my stuff into the house and into the guest bedroom.

After unpacking that day was normal, until everybody left and I was home alone, I told him he could trust me for the day. And he did. Which was a mistake.

I snuck out that house, and back to mine, passing by the house I still had no clue was Ruby's.

I crashed there, and my phone went off, all night, and it was Scrim. I knew he wanted to help, but I didn't want it.

I kept putting on a mask, and hiding from him, why'd he care..?

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