Son of a drug addict

Part. 21

Chester's legs were trembling around my waist, as he dug his fingers onto my back. I dropped my face against the crook of his neck and kissed him. I breathed heavily, still feeling the pleasure run through my body. I raised my head and looked at Chester. His eyes were still tightly closed. I rolled onto my back right next to him, our legs still dangled.

"Damn god" Chester muttered.

I kept looking at Chester. "Damn right"

He looked back at me and smiled.

"I need a fucking cigarette" I muttered closing my eyes as I rubbed my face.

"You need a new patch" Chester said and got up. He came back quickly and slapped one of the nicotine patches onto my chest, which we bought last night.

"It says 'stick onto your biceps' and not on your chest" I said and almost ripped it off, but Chester stopped my hand.

He laid down next to me and said "Actually, it has to be on your muscle. You have muscle on your chest. It stays on your boobie"

I chuckled. "Fine" I looked at the ceiling of my room. We decided not to stay at Chester's because his dad was around. My father really doesn't even care who stays the night and who doesn't.

"I should go to school, I'm already 30 minutes late" Chester said. He got up and started clothing himself up.

"I have nothing to do. Diego is with Claire. You said I should stay busy, so I'm going to school too" I said.

Chester looked at me. "You sure you wanna be around dickheads when you are trying to get clean?"

"Yeah yeah, it's fine" I muttered, pulling my boxers and jeans up.

"But Mike, hey" Chester placed his hand onto my shoulder, giving it a small rub "If you feel like you want to do them, just say it to me. Okay?"

"Okay. Sure" I said. Chester pulled me closer for a kiss.

We finished dressing up and left my room. I saw Jason still in the living room. "Why are you still here?"

"I don't wanna go to school. It's stupid" Jason muttered, still looking down.

"Is it Thomas again?" I asked. "I will talk to him again, if you want me to"

"It's no point when everyone hates me" he sighed, and finally made an eye contact with me. His face filled with confusion. "What happened to you?"

"What you mean?" I asked, also confused. I looked at Chester.

"Your eyes are like, super red. It's withdrawal" Chester said.

"Yeah of course" I muttered. "I'm going clean. No drugs, no smoking, no alcohol" I told Jason.

"I have like 15 bucks if you need" Jason said.

"What?"

"You always say you're going clean whenever you're out of money" Jason said.

I stayed quiet. I sighed and looked at Chester, who was giving me the look that said 'you should tell him what really is going on'.

"Jason, i'm going clean because I want to change my lifestyle. I could be a better brother" I said.

Jason smiled. "You already are the best brother ever"

I smiled back at him and said "We gotta go. You can stay home if you want, but do the dishes. Go to school tomorrow"

Jason nodded. Chester and I exited my apartment. "You shouldn't lie to him. Tell him the truth"

"I didn't lie! I really wanna change, I don't wanna do drugs anymore" I said. "I have disappointed him too many times"