Pill Popper { One }

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{Chapter One}

     I HEARD AN annoying, repetitive beeping sound. Wanting to crush whatever machine that was making such a horrible noise, I opened my eyes and was blinded by these bright white lights, and I contoured my face in confusion. Where the Hell was I?

      This isn't home! I blinked a few times and I looked around. Only to see that I was in a small, white room filled with machines, tubes, and wires.

      And there was a freaking needle in my arm. I cringed at the sight. I hated needles, especially when they were sticking out of my wrist.

      I let out a quiet groan when I put two and two together. I wasn't at home because somehow I was in the hospital. Why? The Lord only knows.

      I felt some pressure on my right hand, and I glanced over to see my brother, Mikey, sitting by my bedside. My vision was blurred, but after a blinked a few times, I could see how pale my brother was.

       "Sammy Bear?" (Sammy Bear has been his pet name for me, ever since I was three years old). His voice sounded scratched, like he hadn't had any water for days.

      I looked up at him, "Mikey?" And was surprised to hear my voice almost matched his.

      There were tears in his eyes. He leaned up and kissed me on my forehead gently. "Sammy... I thought I lost you..." He said, his voice quivering.

      Feeling my eyes burn, I started to cry, too. I loved Mikey, more than life itself. It was hard to see him so upset especially when I was the one who caused him to feel that way.

      "Why, Sammy Bear?" He sobbed. "Why would you take those pills?"

      I stopped and thought for a minute. Pills? What pills? Then it all came back to me. But it was still so fuzzy. "Mikey," My voice was soft, "what happened?"

      "You came home from school and you were upset. You didn't tell me what was wrong and you ran to the bathroom then you came out into the living room and you passed out and hit your head on the coffee table." Mikeys voice cracked. Gently, I touched my head and winced once I touched the spot on my temple, which had a gauze over it. "I called 911 and they came and got you... Sam I was so scared I didn't know what happened-" He sounded so broken.

      I felt horrible for what happened. I never meant to scare Mikey like that. I just... I just wanted to be numb. To feel happy. 

      "The Doctor said they had to pump your stomach... they said you abused pills, Sammy," My eyes grew wide.

      Damn, he knows now.

      "Sammy Bear, please tell me what happened." Mikey nearly begged.

      I decided he needed to know. I was going to tell him... but not the whole truth. It'd kill him.

      "I just wanted to be happy.... you know things at school aren't the best... I took the pills because I thought hey would make me happy, or numb."

      "Why didn't you talk to me about it?"

      "I didn't want you to worry..."

      He stared at me.

      Guess I did end up worrying him.

      "I didn't know this would happen Mikey... I am so sorry!"

      He hugged me, and I began to cry harder. I had just put myself in the hospital and pretty much lied right to his face, and yet he wasn't angry?

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