Hostage

Hostage (9)

I had a rough time sleeping that night. I woke up early tired and

cranky. I was alone in the room. Trudging sleepily out of the room I went

into the living room. Ricky was there passed out on the couch. I walked

slowly over to him and knelt down beside him. I put my hand up against

his forehead, it was warm. He had a fever and had probably overdosed himself

again. Sighing I looked over and saw the bag at the side of the couch.

Looking inside I saw it was more than half empty.

Scowling I stood up and turned away stalking into the back office room.

I was still surprised this place had internet or even electricity or

Anything. So somebody had to still be taking care of the house.

Turning on the computer I began to search the web for ways to help some

with drugs. I found a few sites but none really helped me with what I

was looking for. But one did catch my attention. You could ask questions

and get opinions and answers from pros or just regular people. I knew

exactly what I was going to put.

[i]'my friend is having trouble with drugs. I know how dangerous this

stuff is but I care so much for him I don't know if I could bare seeing

him arrested. I fear never seeing him again. What do I do?'[/i]

Submitting my question I shut down the computer and walked out to the

kitchen to get some breakfast grabbed a handful of cereal and went

out the side door and headed down the road. What the heck had I been

thinking? Ricky never cared about me before. At least not in high school.

If he did he wouldn't hide it. He wouldn't be over every freaking girl in

the school! It was only the drugs that made him care. He knew had to get

what he wanted, by giving me what I crave. And that is him, every last

bit of him and that's exactly what he gave me. And I did everything he

asked. I was just being used. How could I have been so stupid?!

"Hey what are you doing?" I looked up from the swings and saw Alex

coming my way. I sighed and stared down at the rocks. "If Ricky knew

you came out here on your own..."

"I don't give a shit what he says!" I yelled glaring up at him.

His expression softened as he looked down at me.

"Common lets walk and talk." he said holding out his hand to me. I took

his hand sadly and we walked off together into the woods. As we walked

through the leaf covered ground and between the trees I told him

Everything I had figured out. He stayed silent and listened to everything

I told him.

"He really doesn't give a care about me does he?" I asked finally and

glanced over at Alex. He wasn't looking at me, only straight ahead.

We walked on in silence and then after about five minutes he said "I'm

sorry." he looked over at me. "But it's okay. We are going to find a way

to help him and everything will be okay."

"No it won't. Because he still won't give a damn about me either way." i

said trying so hard to hold back the tears waiting to spill out.

"Then you're better off. You don't need him. You'll find someone better who

will always care about you no matter what." Alex said smiling widely at

me. I smiled back, a soft almost not forced smile.

Suddenly my foot slipped and I instinctively grabbed a tighter grip on

Alex's hand and dragged him down with me. We slid down a small bank and

stopped right before hitting a tiny creek. I glanced over and Alex and we

both burst out laughing. "Are you okay?" he asked me.

"Yea, you?" he nodded and helped me up. Having his hand back in mine

felt so good, so right. I watched him as he was dusting himself off.

Dirty blond hair, dark eyes, and a sweet face. I smiled softly.

"What?" he asked looking up at me. I shrugged. "Oh I never got to say

I'm sorry for what I said to you that one time." he said softly.

"That was so long ago. You know I forgive you of course." I said with a

soft laugh.

"I know but I rather would apologize for real." he said and I smiled.

still holding his hand I stayed close to him and together we walked back

out of the woods.

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