Sober

Chapter 2

Play: Hug me(I.n)

The walk towards our dorm was pretty far.

It was only a 5 minute walk but it felt like an hour walk.

I could've just driven us both to our dorm but I'm not getting my car until next week.

Which really fucking sucks.

Besides the agonizing walk, felix and I had gotten to known each other.

We had a couple of things in common.

We both loved dogs, although he loves cats more.

We love the neighborhood and cigarettes after sex and a bunch of other artists.

We both love starry nights and sunsets, have a fear of heights and we both love pizza and chocolate flavored milkshakes.

Ofcourse the are a lot of things we don't have in common like how I love drag racing and he doesn't or how he hates black coffee and how I dislike cats.

Despite that I really think we're going to be really good friends.

That's as long as he doesn't find out about me relapsing then well I can kiss our friendship goodbye.

Although I still surprise myself with how good I can hide that I'm not entirely present.

I'm really thinking of pulling it off tomorrow at school but I'd just get caught by Minho.

As we made it towards the dormitory, we began walking up two flights of stairs, which took us longer to reach our block if it weren't for me stopping every five minutes.

I'm not lazy but being high and doing an unexpected workout really fucks me up.

Which is pretty ironic despite how I'm literally on the swim team and dance team.

Well I was, not really sure if they'll allow me back on though.

Probably not.

"You can't be that tired, it's only one case left to go." The freckled male snickers.

"Easy for you to say, I haven't walked up this much stairs in rehab." I say panting as I keep my balance on the railing.

Technically I wasn't lying.

Rehab mainly consisted with me either fighting with demons in my body or laying around in my assigned room.

Just the consistency of sleeping throughout the day only getting up to eat and use the bathroom.

So I will admit I am a bit out of shape and well being under the influence of drugs isn't helping me at best right now.

"You need to get your body in shape gramps."

"Excuse you, I am not that old!" I yell offended as the male giggles.

"I beg to differ, I mean you can barely walk up a flight of stairs without growing tired gramps." He says with teasing smile.

"YAH THAT HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH THIS-"

"Oh what's that gramps, you lost your hearing aid."

"I swear if you-"

"Oh no, do you need your walking stick to help you climb the stairs. Is your back aching? Have you taken your meds? Are you tired gramps? " He continues to tease as I stood there trying to keep the little bit of composure left within in me.

"Call me gramps one time Felix and I won't hesitate to chase you."

"You sure you won't hurt your back while doing that.....gramps." He snickers.