Knock, Knock. “Can we come in?” I just barely hear as I walk toward the fridge, starving.
Ugh, but I want food.
“Coming!!”
I scream as I slam the door on the fridge. I open the door to see two girls crying, it takes me a minute to recognize them, Rose and Lynn.
“Hey guys, what happened?”, trying to talk in a soothing voice.“I-It’s Phil” Rose sobbed.
Oh no, what happened?! He was just supposed to hang out for a while at Rose’s apartment.
Only then did I notice how red Rose’s sleeve was. “Rose, pull back your sleeve please.” She didn’t hear me, so Lynn did. “No, Rose I told not to do that again and to call me when you were sad.” I whispered. ”Why, Rose? Did Phil make you cause I swear-“
“No, it wasn’t, he didn’t- I just….”
Confused I asked Lynn what had happened, “Go look in the bathroom at Rose’s. I’ll explain this later.”
What?
Immediately I started thinking the worst, broken bones, too many cuts, overdose.
He’s dead, he’s dead and it’s all my fault. He started drugs because of me, I screamed at him, said I hated him, it’s my fault. I got to the door and tried the handle, locked. Crap, I guess my feet will have to do.I didn’t have time to get the key from Rose. I kicked the door with all my might and it burst open, bouncing back a little with the force.
“PHIL!!!” I screamed as I ran to the bathroom. I stop just in front of the bathroom door, afraid of what I might see next. Slowly, I open the door to her bathroom. The first thing I see is a shard of mirror and a razor blade.
No. He didn’t, he wouldn’t.
I open the door a little further and see a hand covered in cuts on the countertop. At that I couldn’t take it anymore, I had to see what he did. Now with the door open all the way to the wall, I stood in shock at what I saw. A bag, almost empty with some yellow powder.
Crank.
The mirror shard with powder remnants and a straw next to it.
He was snorting it.
“Phil, why did you do this? It was because of me wasn’t it? I didn’t mean it, I swear. Phil?!”
