Damaged Goods

Burning Pain

WESLEY'S POV

It's been around 45 mins. I finished the 8th smoke and  I put it out on my wrist for the 100th time. I winced again at the pain. I loved it though. I know that's really fucked up, but it really helps with the anger. It's like it burns away the anger completely and it feels good to get rid of my anger. If Drew and Keaton knew I was doing this again, they'd murder me. I haven't been taking my meds and so my anger has been out of control lately. 

I put my pack of smokes away as I feel my lungs burning. I inhale some fresh air and I get up and walk towards the sidewalk. I drag my feet against the sidewalk and feel the nicotine making my head woozy. When I smoke too many cigarettes, it makes me sick or it makes me all dizzy and shit. Im glad it was just dizziness otherwise I'd feel like puking right now. At least it would take my mind off of things. 

I keep walking down the sidewalk and make my way to the convenience store. I walk into the parking lot and walk towards the entrance. I smell my sweater and I smell like cigarettes so badly right now. I ignore it and open the door. I walk towards the drink section and grab a Monster drink. I take it to the counter and I pull my wallet out. The guy rings me through and I give him the money. I grab my drink and walk out of the store. I open it and start walking towards home. I just want to go home and fall asleep. 

I've been walking for around 25 mins. I see the house come into view and I walk across the lawn towards the front door. I open it and quietly walk in. I try and sneak up the stairs but I hear a creaking noise behind me. I slowly turn around and there she was.

The devil herself.

"Keaton and Drew are looking for you like you're a criminal. What's wrong with you? You gotta go to the mental hospital or something?" She asked in a mocking voice.

"That's not funny. That's not even close to being an acceptable joke.." I mumbled. I cough and put my hood down.

"So what. You deserve every bit of bitterness from me right now." She said walking towards me with anger in her eyes.

"Whatever. Stay away from me. You don't want to be near me right now. I'm in a bad place." I said as I looked down at my shoes.

"Oh poor Wesley.. What's wrong? Did another bimbo turn you down for a hook up? Awe, cry me a river." She says as she pretends to cry with her hand in fists.

"I should have let those fucking bastards take you. At least you would be gone." I said with anger all throughout my body.

"That's not funny!" She yelled.

"Oh, I'm sorry?! Did I hurt your little girl feelings?! Leave me alone! You get mad at me for bullying you all of those times, but you're no better than me! You're even worse than me! I don't want to fight with you anymore! Please, just leave me alone!" I screamed. She went silent and just stared at me. I huffed and ran up the stairs. I slammed the door as I hear her yell something but I ignore her. I run to my bed and hide under the covers. I breathe heavily as I try and calm down. I hear my phone go off on my night stand. I left my phone here because I knew Drew and Keaton would be looking for me. I looked over and it was Keaton. I decided I would put them out of their misery and so I answered the phone.

"Hello?" I said annoyed as hell.

"Wes! Where are you?!" He asked with worry in his voice.

"I'm home now. I'm fine. I just want to go to sleep.. Please let me go to sleep.." I pleaded as I shut my eyes closed.

"When we get back, we are checking your arms. Don't object because there's two of us and one of you." Keaton said with a stern voice. I huffed and just looked at the ceiling.