Spike Your Soul

I love you, right?

This is the best moment of my entire existence. Nothing could beat this right now. I feel as though my feet are floating on clouds. I-I never knew he felt this way. I've felt this way for so long, I thought that he just ignored it. He-He's faking it! This can't be real! Or maybe he's drunk? Either way, this can't be happening. I'm thinking so hard about this that I can't even move. I'm just freezing up.

Wait!...... I-I can't move!

How long has the room been spinning like this?! I.... I feel so weak. I can't s-see. What's happening?! Am I having some kind of fit? Is it alcohol poisoning? Am I dying? I.... can't breath! What can I do?! I'm going to collapse. I'm going to faint. Is this some kind of heart attack? Am I just over reacting? Is this just what your first kiss feels like? No. It can't be. I would eventually be able to move if I wanted to. I feel like although he's holding my arms, nobody's touching me. I need to do something, but I can't. The rooms going too dark. I can see my own eyelids. They're closing by themselves! I-I feel so helpless, so weak, so scared.

I'm.... I'm falling!

The room,it's gone black!

"Haha, sorry Tam. I guess I got a little too hungry. Don't worry, I held back. You'll live, just not as long."

What is he taking about? Am I awake or am I dreaming? Did he know I was going to pass out? What's going on? One moment I'm Having the time of my life, the next, I'm passed out in the arms of my crush after he kisses me out of the blue. Did he drug me? No, how would he have done that? Does he plan to rape me? Or mug me? Or worse? Does he plan to kill me and throw me in a ditch? I just want to go home, make the same call I make to my mum every night, and go to sleep. I don't want this helpless feeling. I don't want anything bad to happen. I.... I just want to go home.

"Come on Tam, let's get you home." How the hell is he going to do that? He is aware of how heavy people are when they're asleep, isn't he? He might be a ripped, very fine, bodybuilder, but that doesn't mean that he has super strength! And we're as far away from exits as possible. What's he going to do? Drag me across the club floor in front of all these people? Is that aloud? If he gets kicked out of this club, I'm going to kick that crap out of him. Nothing's going right this week at all! Someone, please kill me now. I will pay you at this point to put me out of my misery.

This life's so boring! I miss life back home. I miss being with my mum. I miss the chaos. I miss being the son of a notorious drug dealer. And I miss you dad. I miss you every day of my life. I swore that I'd never forget you the day you were gone, and I kept my promise. I will never forget you. You ran away to protect mum and me. You lost everything that day. All I did for months was sit in front of that window, waiting, hoping you'd come home. I knew you weren't coming, yet I still spent my sixth birthday in that same spot, and my Christmas that year. I had just hoped that you would sneek in past those horrible men to say happy birthday, or tell me that you loved me. I still pray that you're still alive. I love you dad.

*Jaku coughs slightly*

Jakū picks up Tamashī, cradling him like a baby, and begins to carry him out of the bathroom.

*coughs slightly more*

How the hell did he do that?! He can't carry me out like this! This is so embarrassing. How is he strong enough to do that? He's even stronger than he looks. I am not a baby, or a damsel in distress, or a six year old who fell asleep on the sofa! He can't treat me like this! If my face isn't going red right now I'm disappointed in my bodily functions. How could it get any worse? I hope he calls a taxi. There's no way I'm ever going to forgive him if he plans to take me home in a wheelbarrow! I don't think he can carry me all the way home like this. He may be strong enough to pick me up like I'm weightless but the big guy has to run out of energy sometime, right?
*coughs more and more, increasingly*

Is he choking on something? What's wrong with?
"T-Tam, have you been drinking? You're such an idiot! WHAT- *coughs uncontrollably* WHAT THE HELL.... HAVE YOU DONE?! I gave you one instruction! Don't drink! You're going to kill us both!" What? How is me having some drink going to kill us both? I mean I get how it's going to kill me. Clearly, his constant lectures are responsible for that. 'It's destroying your lungs with every drop!' seems to be his favorite line. But how the hell is my drinking affecting him?

Are his arms shaking? I knew he couldn't hold  me! He's struggling so much he's actually swaying. He better put me down before he drops. If he drops me, I will actually be going to jail for murder once I wake up. I've known his family enough years to come clean to them. Knowing them, they'd probably applaud me.

Jakū drops Tamashī on the floor and collapses on top of him. Tamashī hits his head on the floor, leaving him bleeding. They both pass out.

The next day.

Where the hell am I? This, feels like my room. But how? How did I get here? Where's Jakū? Did he wake up? Hey! I can move! About time. It's morning. I've been out for hours. God, I need curtains. I hate the sun in the morning. My head, it kills! What has that swine done to me! What retard picks someone up if they're not strong enough to?! Furthermore, who picks up their best friend and then drops them?! Some friend! He is in SO much trouble. If I find him I'm going to-

*There's a rustling sound from the kitchen* what was that? Is that Jakū? Did he stay in my house? If he is in my kitchen he sure as hell better be making my breakfast. I feel weak, I bet it took me ages to throw up that drug he gave me! It kinda offends me that he would use drugs. He's knows about my old man. He knows how sensitive I am on the subject. Isn't he just as sensitive anyway? His dad had the exact same experience. I guess that's why we got along so well. He's so immature. He's like an eight year old.

Tamashī sits up, and is shocked upon seeing Jakū, asleep in front of him.