Chapter 7

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Dedicated to unforgiven_mess

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'I owe them drugs.' His words kept replaying in my head at a lightning speed.

The horrifying memory hit me like a truck.

"Ethan, what's wrong? Why do you have bruises and cuts on your face?"

"If I tell you'll hate me."

"I would never hate you, Ethan. Please tell me what's wrong?"

"I borrowed some money from a friend to buy something. I failed to return him the same. So, that's why his men went Jackie Chan all over me." He said without making eye contact. I knew there's something more to the story.

"How much money do you owe your friend?"

"Two grands." I gasped.

"Jeez Eth, what did you buy that cost you Two grands?"

He kept avoiding my gaze and I knew I'm not going to like the answer to that yet I repeated myself, hoping he would prove my doubt wrong. 

I-I bought.." He trailed off.

"You got what Ethan?" I gritted, impatiently.

"Igotmyselfmeth."

I was confused for a minute before processing everything and that's when my blood drained at the realization.

Meth. He got himself drugs. 

"Since when?" I enquired. I was both, pissed and confused at the same time.

"It started a couple of weeks ago." He was still avoiding my gaze, which indicates that he's lying. But at this point, I could only listen to the story he narrated. 

I was snapped out of my memory when my cellphone blared. The caller ID said, Bella.

"Hi, I hate to bother you so late, but if you're free this weekend, can you come with me shopping. You don't have to come but I'd like some company and we can hang out since Judy has plans with Ryan ..." Bella continued to ramble but I could feel myself zoning out of the conversation. 

"Okay, sure." 

"Okay?" She asked in disbelief.

"Yes."

"Okay. I'll see you tomorrow then. Bye. Good night."

"Night," I mumbled and hung up.

I suddenly became aware that I wasn't alone in my apartment. My eyes landed on the stranger. He was sitting with a straight face as if whatever he just said was all normal for him. My mind was in a different zone, the more I tried to weigh the options, the scarier it felt.

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