INSIDE THEIR MINDS

We Will

ALEX

"Hey Alex, I don't know what's going to happen in there. I don't know what they are going to ask or if anyone of us is going to be arrested but I wanted to promise you something. I love you and I'm going to fight for you." Derek says as he wraps his arms around me.

We barely exited the cab when he began talking the rain had now continuously been falling on is. I tried to push the thoughts of out of my mind as I kissed him longingly and passionately.

"I love you too Derek." I say peeking up into his eyes. "I will do anything for you."

Then I heard a blast of loud thunder than lightning streaked across the sky and before I knew it Derek's hand was in mine and he was pulling me inside the station, water dripping from our clothes.

Immediatly we recieved looks from a woman manning the front desk but then I got a look around the room and spotted Phil in what looks like a conference room talking to police.

"We were with him during the incident." Derek says pointing over to Phil.

The lady turns in her chair and then is obviously very informed about the situation.

"Can you wait here?" She asks.

Derek and I both nod then she stands from her chair and walks over to the meeting room gently tapping on the glass.

She then points a thin finger at us and immediately all eyes turn and stay glued on us.

I barely see an older man waving us over and if it wasnt for Derek I'm not sure if I would be able to move at all.

"Come join us." The man that had been sitting next to Phil said with a wave then having two officers stand so we could take their seats.

"You must be Derek and you're Kate or Alex." He said with his hand out stretch for us to shake.

Derek shakes his first then I do barely shaking it at all.

"I'm Alex." I mutter as I take a seat between Phil and Derek.

"We were just asking Phil about what happened down at the cabin. Maybe you two could Phil in some of the blanks?"

ERICA

I watch the medicine drip down the tubing and into the needle protruding from my arm, yet still craving more and more relief. My wound felt tingly and only minorly achy but I wanted it numb along with the rest of me.

I had taken strong pain meds before, needing it for one of my painful miscarriages, and it had taken me months for me to wean myself off of them and that was only because I had a year old baby and Philip to lean on, that's why I had avoided them, until now. If Phil was here he would have told them about my cravings, but he's not. Right now I have no one to help me through this, not in the same way that I did before at least.

Then in a split second I craved the taste of liquor again, the legal drug, the one I could more easily get my hands on that wasn't so addictive. I haven't had a taste of it in a month but now more than ever I ached for its stinging strong taste to slide down my throat, and cloud up my thoughts. I need to be numb, if only for a little while, but I have no idea where I could get any or how it would mix with the medicine I was currently taking. Liquor had always been my go to self-prescribed relief, a liquid friend that I could always rely on and oh did I miss that friend now.

But then the sweet feeling of Oxy took over as it eeked its way into me, drop by drop. It halted my worrying thoughts and everything in my mind was suddenly and amazingly still. No more cravings for liquor, no worries about my mother or Phil or any of them. Just a sweet emptiness that only expensive prescription drugs could give, a better companion than my liquid buddy.