Gone Mental

Chapter 13 : Mini incidents

Chapter 13
   
Later...

Riker POV

I listened closely during group therapy. And I knew 2 people who had problems with drugs. We were in the lounge right now, and I was trying to get up the courage to go talk to these people.

"Come on, Riker. You got this."

"Ugh... I know, I'm just so nervous."

"Don't be. It's just a conversation."

"Ok..."

I got up, and walked over to a boy. I knew his name was Eric. I sat down across from him at a table.

"Hi," I said, nervously.

He looked at me, and narrowed his eyes.

"Ok, so um... I was just wondering if you had any drugs," I whispered.

"Maybe I do. Maybe I don't."

"Well... I would like to buy some."

"What kind?"

"I don't care."

He looked at me, sort of confused.

"Can I please just get some?"

"Fine."

"What do you want for it?"

"You need to swear you won't tell anyone I have this stuff. And I want to punch you."

"W-what?"

"I used to train for boxing. I want to punch you. Just once."

My heart was racing. I can't get hurt! I just want to hide!

"So is it a deal or what?"

"Um... Y-yeah. I-it's a deal."

"Great. I can give it to you tomorrow around this time."

"O-ok..."

My legs were shaking as I walked back over to Ericka.

"How'd it go?"

"I-I u-um..."

"Riker, what happened?"

I burst into tears, and quickly covered my face with my hands.

"Riker, what's going on?"

It felt like I couldn't even breathe anymore. I was just hyperventilating and crying and coughing.

Matt came over, and took me and Ericka out into the hall. I sat on the floor, trying to calm down, but nothing was working.

"I can't breathe!" I shouted, wrapping my arms around my chest.

Matt made me lay down flat on my back. I closed my eyes tight.

"Just breathe, Riker. You're having a panic attack," Matt said.

Ericka took my hand in hers. My hands were all sweaty and shaky now.

"Take deep breaths, Riker," Matt said.

"I can't!"

I was squeezing Ericka's hand so tight now.

"Come on, Riker. Take deep breaths," Ericka said.

I held her hand to my chest. I was just trying to stop my mind from racing. I was trying to think about how her hand felt on my chest, and every detail about it.

My breathing started slowing down.

"Keep going, Riker. You're doing good," Matt said.

I kept just trying to focus on Ericka's hand. It felt small compared to mine. Her fingers felt so soft, and mine were so rough from playing guitar and bass.

"You ok, Riker?" Ericka asked.

I opened my eyes. Everything felt so still and calm now. And a wave of coldness came over me. I shivered a little as Ericka helped me sit up. She pulled me into a tight hug. I just wanted to stay in her arms forever. I felt safe there.

"Come on. I'll take you two back to your room," Matt said, standing up.

Ericka pulled me up. She kept her arm around me as we walked. Matt let us in, and I sat on Ericka's bed. Ericka sat beside me.

"Riker, what happened?"

"I just... I talked to that guy, and... he said he could get me drugs, and in return he wanted to... to punch me because he was training to be a boxer, and I said ok, but then I just got so scared! I just don't want to get hurt!"

"Riker, I'm not letting you do this."

"I have to! I have to get the drugs! We need to get him fired!"

"Riker, please don't do this. It's hurting you. You won't get better."

"Ericka, I have to do this."

"Riker-"

"No! I'm doing it!"

I got in my own bed, and pulled the covers over myself. I wasn't really mad at Ericka. I was frustrated about the whole situation.

Later...

Ericka POV

Matt brought us dinner. Riker and I usually ate dinner together on my bed. But he hasn't spoken to me since his panic attack.

I kept glancing over at him. He was sitting on the back corner of his bed. He was curled up in a ball, eating his dinner.

"Riker."

"What?"

I honestly didn't even know what to say.

Riker stared at me for a few seconds. And then he grabbed his dinner, and came and sat on the end of my bed.

"Better?" Riker asked.

I nodded.

We ate our dinners in silence, but at least he was on my bed now, and not completely ignoring me.

It was getting sort of late. We were both just sitting on my bed, doing nothing.

"Riker."

"I'm sorry, ok!? I just want things to go back to how they used to be!"

I stared at him. He looked really upset.

"Riker-"

He jumped forwards and hugged me. I hugged him back. I heard him sigh. He kept his arms firmly around me.

"I love you," Riker whispered.

"I love you too, Riker."

"Promise?"

"I promise."

A/N : Just to keep you updated on my life, I forget if I've said this or not, but I got a new laptop, so that makes it easier to update. However, I'm still learning how to use it... And, I'm also sick now, so all I really want to do is sleep, but I'm still trying to update to keep you guys happy. ;)