Addicted To Pain

Addicted To Pain: Chapter 2

I arrive in front of the school and see a few kids outside. Carter is sitting on the railing by the steps with Jonas, Luke, and Brennan; his skating buddies. As I walk over to him and his friends, I hear people whisper and ask what I'm doing here. Alot of kids at this school are scared of me, some are terrified. I can get arrested for being on these school grounds.

"Hey babe." Carter greets as he wraps his arms around my torso and kisses me. "Why the F is this crazy b**** here?" Brennan asks Carter as he hops off the railing. "Shut the hell up, bro. She's my girl. Don't talk shit like that to her." Carter defends me as he faces towards Brennan. Brennan and I dated once, then I cheated on him with Carter because he'd cheated on me with almost half the cheerleading squead, and 3 of my old friends. Somehow, Carter and Brennan are still friends. "Screw you, Brennan." I spit those words towards him as I let go of Carter. "Ha, hell no. You can go screw him, that's what you do best anyway, slut." I step up into his face and glare into his eyes. "Do you really wanna go there? You're a dirty little man whore that can't keep his tiny little whipper in you're pants wherever you go. You can go F yourself for all anyone cares. That's the only action you ever get besides the blow-up doll that you got, but even that hides." I hear some guys go 'oh' after I finish calling Brennan out. He glares and me, then goes to sit back down.

"So, where do you want to go?" I ask Carter as I lean up aainst him. "My place. My sister is the only one home, but she's probably stoned anyway." Carter replies. JoJo, his sister, got me into drugs once. It was terrible. The first time I got high, i was absolutely trashed. I stumbled home from Carter's house and Lilly was home. She absolutely flipped at me. I did some heavy drugs for a couple months, then Lilly sent me to rehab for a month. I haven't been to his house since before I got clean. "Uh, I don't know. I've only been clean for four months." I remind Carter. He grabs my wrist fiercly and tugs me to the side. "What's your problem? Why are you acting lame?" Carter asks. I love Carter, alot, and I know he feels the same. But, some people say the way he talks to me is wrong. I know he doesn't mean it, and it's only because her has severe anger issues. "Fine." I cave. Carter smiles and walks over to the guys. "Later. Goin to chill." Carter shoulds bumbs Jonas and we start walking down the sidewalk holding hands.

"Yah, so my dad has his son from his 2nd marriage living with us now. He's such a goody-good now. He never does anything fun anymore. He used to be a complete bad-ass, but not anmore. He doesn't even drink or party." Carter explains as we turn the corner. "What's his name?" I ask, kind of curious. "Jake. He doesn't go to my school because he doesn't want to get into any illegal crap." The name sounds familiar. Oh yah, I met a Jake today in gym. But they couldn't be related. They're too different;personality wise, anyway. But appearnce, they're pretty similar.

The door of Carter's house creeks as he shoves it open. The gray paint on the house is frayed and cracked. The wooden deck and few stairs are broken and missing some boards. But, what do you expect for a house in the most drug-nutorious neighborhood? We walk into the house, and te first thing I smell is the burning scent of weed. "Let's to my room." Carter says as we head up the stairs. I can't stand the smell of that any longer. Carter's room is dark blue with wooden flooring and a small bathroom next to his closet. It's actually a very small room. I go aver and lay down on his bed. He comes over and lays next to me.

"So, how's JoJo been?" I ask

"Drugs, stripper, drugs, the streets, and drugs." Carter answers nonchalanlty

"Ohh." I murmer, unintersted in the answer to my own question. "Um hey. I haven't eaten all day, do you have any food?"

"Yah, sure." Carter grabs my hand and leads me down the stairs.

The smell of weed imediately burns my nose again as we go down the stairs. The air is filled with smoke and the sound of puffing and caughing. As we pass through the living room, JoJo is sitting on the couch smoking a joint while watching T.V. We glare at eachother as Carter and I walk into the kitchen. "Want some crackers or something?" Carter offers. I nod and he hands me a box of crackers. I hear the squeak of the front door being opened and footsteps walking towards where Carter and I are. I look up and see Jake. "Ivy?" He asks, suprised. "Uh, hi." I say akwardly. "What are you doing here?" He asks as he tosses his bag into the corner next to him. "She's my girlfriend. What, do you to know eachother?" Carter answers Jake. "Yeah, we met in school today. You're dating my low-life brother?" Jake scoffs. "I have been for awhile, is there a problem?" I ask him as I turn my body to face him. "Go paint you nails or something, leave us alone." Carter retorts as he hops onto the chair next to me. "I'm actually going to have something to eat, considering you decided to be a caring brother and take my lunch money." Jake replies. "Whatever, c'mon babe, lets go up to my room" Carter tugs at my arm and gets off the chair. "Why can't we stay down here?" I ask. "Because. I want to go up to my room." He won't give up."I'll be up in a little bit. I'm going to stay down here." I tell him. "No you're not." Carter grabs my arm harder and pulls me off my chair with force. "Ouch, Carter that hurt." I whisper when he squeezes my wrist. "Carter, stop. That hurts. I tell him through gritted teeth as I try to wriggle out of his hold. "We're going upstairs!" I feel Carter's hot breath on my face as he screams at me. I start saying 'No' when he cuts me off by slapping me. My face stings as I stumble backwards. "What the f***, Carter!" Jake screams at him as he walks up to Carter. "Stay out of this!" Carter screams back. "You just hit you f***ing girlfriend, bro! I'm not going to stay out of this!" Jake defends. I stare at Carter and all I can think of is attacking him. "Are you okay?" Jake asks as he walks over to me. "I'm fine. It's time for me to go." My teeth are clenched tight, and so are my fists. I slip past Jake and Carter, grab my stuff, and start walking down the sidewalk. That was the first time Carter has hit me in 5 months. I had gotten so used to getting hit and smacked by him, that's why I didn't freak out at him when he his me. My cheek is sore and hot to the touch. He hit me hard. It was kind of nice how Jake stepped in. I can't believe that they're brothers. They're nothing alike.