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Cleaning Up | Chapter 16

Coming to again I started to slip into a place of shock. I couldn't remember anything I had just done but from the body below my feet and the blood on my hands I could put together some of the details. Enough of them to let me know this is real.

With shaking hands I grabbed my phone from my pocket and went to call the one person who I knew could help me. I guess he deserves to help clean up the mess when it's his fault I did this on some level.

"Hello?" I heard Ricky ask me in a groggy tone. From the sounds of it he had just gotten up. Hopefully he still will feel helpful towards me.

"I need your help. I think I may of made a mistake." I said as quickly as I could, trying to fully get across the urgency of the situation at hand right now.

"Devin? What's wrong? Where are you? I'll be there as soon as possible." What I had just said before seemed to fully wake him up.

"I'm in an alleyway. I'm not too sure where it is fully but it's down the road from where my work is. I don't know what to do right now." I was at the point of begging him for help. If anyone walked down here right now I would be caught and I wasn't prepared to deal with that. Not when I was barely aware if what just happened.

"I'll figure it out. I should be able to find you. It will be okay. I'll be there as soon as I can be." He said as I could hear him rushing through the house before hanging up.

With a heavy sigh I put my phone down and lent against the wall, making sure to keep myself hidden from anyone who looked down here. I felt my legs start to shake a bit and eventually I was no longer able to stand. I felt my legs give out from under me and I collapsed to the floor as I realized what I had just done.

All my hard work that I had kept to for years had just gone out the window and it took me less then an hour to ruin everything. I was fearful for what was going to happen now that I had discarded my old thought process on this. I was worried I had no more control of this and I knew I wouldn't be able to stop myself next time someone got confrontational with me.

My hands were shaking in my lap and I kept glancing over to the seemingly dead body. I kept looking, hoping that I would wake up from this dream or that this was just some crazy hallucination brought on from the stress of keeping myself together recently.

I was so lost in my own head that I jump out of my skin when I saw headlights shine in my face as I sports car parked in front of me. For a moment I thought I had got caught but then I saw Ricky as he step out of the car which reminded me of calling him. That had completely slip my mind till now. I don't even know how long I've been sitting here now.

He walked over to me and offer me his hand. I grasp it and used it to pull myself up to my feet. Once I was standing I nearly lost my balance, falling into him. He quickly wrap his arms around my waist and held me to him.

"How are you doing?" He ask me, running his hand up and down my back. If I had the energy I would snap at him for asking the obvious question but I don't I was capable of that, my mind was more focused on everything else aroudn us to come up with a response. All I was able to do was nod against his shoulder in hopes he would understand.  

"Hey if you two are done over there I think we should get to work." I heard another man call from the other side of the car. 

Pulling out of Ricky arms a bit I starred up at his face, confused as to who he brought with him. I was also worried if I could trust whoever this is. I mean if Ricky trusted him I guess all I have right now is to agree with his judgement considering they were going to help me. 

"He is here to help. I knew you would be to shaken up to help me. Go sit down in the car, we'll deal with this." He told me in a gentle tone. I think this was the sweetest he has ever spoke to me. I nodded at him and walked over to his car. I saw a glance of the person who was with him but I didn't look long enough to make anything out other then he was there.

Opening the door I sat in the back seat knowing that would put me in a place where I could have space. Right now I knew I needed the space to think so I wouldn't panic. Plus I saw some things in the passenger seat and I didn't have the energy to move them. I was far to drained to even care.  

Time paced and I could hear them rummaging around outside as they clean up my mess. I did feel bad about them doing this for me but at the same time I wouldn't even know where to start in the state of mind I was in.

I lost track of time again and I was surprised when they got into the car. It had felt like it had only be seconds since I sat down but in reality it was much longer then that. Hopefully my brain starts functioning properly again because this was ridiculous.

"Are you doing alright?" Ricky ask me once he started the car up. 

"Ya I guess." I mumble, unsure of myself. I was scared to talk before I did, afraid if my vocie would even come out. I think that was why I was talking so quietly. Thankfully neither of them questioned it. 

The man sitting in the passenger seat that I had seen earlier cleared his throat to get our attention. "Don't you think you should introduce me?" He ask Ricky and I heard Ricky let out a sigh out from how his friends was acting. The mans voice was deep and rough and from what I could see of him he had dark hair and quite a few tattoos running up his arms.

"Devin this is a long time friend of mine. His name is Ryan." He said and I knew he rolled his eyes without even seeing him. He was just using that tone of vocie that he always tends to when he does.

Ryan tuned around in his seat to face me and he had a smile plastered on his lips. Something about him told me smiling wasn't something he did very often. "Sup?" He nodded his head well saying it and I couldn't help but smile a bit as he did that. 

"Ryan leave him be right now." Ricky said in warning tone.

"It's fine, it might be better to talk anyways right now. It would take me out of my own head for a little bit." I told Ricky and I saw Ryan nodded in understanding. I'm guessing responding the way I am is normal? I don't think there was anything normal about this situation but normal to them.

"So do you want me to bring you back to your place or would you feel better staying with me for the night?" Ricky ask me, glancing up in the rear view mirror to look at me.

"If it's not a big deal can I just stay with you? I don't really want to be alone and I want to talk to you about a few things anyways." I told him fidgeting with my hands. All my confidence I usually had was gone out the window for the time being. 

He let out a chuckle. "You're always welcome to stay with me baby, you don't even need to ask. We can talk about whatever you need to and feel comfortable with. I'm here for you and this will get easier, trust me when I tell you that." 

"He's right about that. Soon you wont freak out like this and you can actual clean up your own god damn mess." Ryan said, his voice trailing off at the end.

Ricky took one hand of he wheel and without even taking his eyes off the rode he smack Ryan upside the head for his previous remark. "Ow." Ryan brought his hand up to the back of his head, rubbing it gently. "What was that for?" He ask him. I could hear the annoyance in his vocie when he said it.

He glanced back at me. "You'll always have someone to help you if you need it. Ignore him." I couldn't help but start to smile when he said that. It was giving me some small form of reassurance. Ryan on the other hand wasn't too pleased with his friend telling me that because he started to mumbled under his breathe about not wanting to have to deal with other peoples problems. 

With all of this just happening at the very being of our long car ride back to Ricky house I knew there wasn't going to be a dull moment in here. Hopefully it will help to clear my mind for a little while.  Which would be a good thing since I've really been spending way too much time overthinking everything when the right choice was going to make itself known on it's own from what just happened.