Him

4.Three years later

I graduated from there and wanted to go to college but I honestly couldn't. Five weeks after graduation Philip passed away. He was in a convenient store while it got robbed and he didn't see the guy go in and so he got shot. God just remembering the cops come to the door telling me he got shot is about one thing bad to happen to me. After that day I had to get a job to pay for his cremation since its less money then a funeral. I had gotten three jobs at the same time by the time I was 19 years old, one being a waitress another being a tutor to 5th graders and the last one being a bar tender. From all those jobs together I made enough money for the cremation in a month and I did. After his cremation I spread his ashes at our favorite spot, the beach. It was the first place me and him agreed that he was my dad and made a fake story about our selfs. For schools and other people but for us too, he said that day "it's not what people tell you but what you let them say to you."He was talking about if anything happens remember that quote of his.

After that I had to have someone live with me to help pay rent since all my money went to the cremation. I had to let Rico stay with me since he got caught selling pills to kids before graduation and his brother wouldn't let him back into the house after that. As soon as he got to my house I told him he needed a job and get his act together, At least he had gotten a job. I also let my best friend David live with me since he couldn't find a good house or an empty one after he couldn't pay his mom her $350 from the last bet she made with him thinking he would some how take advantage of her and take everything from her. We all lived together for three months until I came home from the restaurant I worked at. Rico and David were home alone and they were fighting about some pills Rico stole from David.
"What the fuck did you do with my pills Rico it's not fucking funny I need those!" Said David with his face bright red

"Ha I knew you were a junky ,David. always alone in your room" Rico said with a smile on his face laughing at David

As soon as I walked into the house I was scared that something really bad was going to happen.

"What the he'll is going on here? What the fuck did y'all do to the kitchen and the fucking living room?!" I said in a curious way but in a aggravated state

"Rico wants to be a little bitch and not give me my pills I need for my treatment"David said shouting at me

"What treatment, the one that makes you not be such a little pussy, well you need a better kind cause it ain't working son" Rico said laughing but wobbling while trying to stand still, the closer i got o rico he reeked of liquor.

David had got so pissed off hearing Rico call him a pussy knowing that's what David dad called him before he would beat him with a belt.

David went to Rico and swing at him leading them to fight. Rico and David got into badly to the point I got punched in the face and went unconscious. I had woken up in the hospital that night.

David was by my side telling me that Rico got pissed that he left and that David had to bring me.
" how did you bring me here if Rico took the car" I asked while trying to open my eyes still
"An old friend of yours showed up"
"What old friend" I asked looking puzzled
"He said his name was Alex" David said folding his arms getting worried
"Really Alex is here" I had said while starting to blink to make the white spots go away.
"Yeah he should be on his way back"

Someone had knocked on the door. Alex entered looking at me with the biggest smile. The nurse had entered saying I could go home if I wanted or stay overnight. I wanted to go home and away from the freezing cold air and the smell of iron from blood. we had all gone to my house thinking about that night and was going to happen next.

"Why are here Alex?" I asked looking up at him
"I wanted to come back and see everything that was going on"
Alex had said while putting his arm around me.
We had all made it home, and had to pick up from the fight. Later on that night David got a call from his mom saying he needed to fly out and see his father who was dying. as soon as his mother hanged up, david looked blnkly at his phone and the next thing i knew he threw it at the wall and screamed....
"FUCK! FUCK THIS SHIT! I JUST WANT IT ALL TO STOP AND I WANT TO JUST FUCKING TO DIE ALREADY!" i jumped and Alex stayed next to me and starting to get in front of me just in
case. David soon fell to the floor crying i pushed past Alex and sat in front of David and hugged him and comforting him until i asked what happened and he told me. he got up and said he was going to go and asked for a ride to the airport and Alex gave him a ride after David packed a bag that looked like it had all his clothes in, it probably did.

Alex came back an hour later with Chinese food. "I thought we could make it like old times..." he said while holding up the food. i smiled and went to grab the food from him and walked to the couch and putting on some Netflix while we cached up a bit.