Hooked The Making of an Addict

Chapter Seven: Secrets

The next morning I woke up in my bed, completely unsure of how I got there. My head felt like it would completely split in half. The last thing I could remember was dancing with CeCe and one of her friends. I probably looked like a total idiot. 

I laid in my bed staring at the ceiling for what felt like days before finally rolling over and seeing water on my nightstand. I chugged it. I didn't realize I was thirsty until I started drinking. 

I had no idea what time it was but I knew I needed to get up and move. I'm supposed to go with Ann and Michael to get some of my things today. I had zero idea how to even attempt to act like I didn't feel like death. I put my head in my hands and stared at the floor.

"Bro you look like shit." Oli said. 

I didn't even hear him come in. 

"I feel like a train ran over my entire body."

"You don't look far from it either." He said reaching into his nightstand drawer.

"How mad are Ann and Michael."

"They don't even know. Here take two of these." He said tossing me a prescription bottle. "In twenty minutes you wont't even remember you're hungover."

I picked up the bottle and read it. I didn't recognize the name of the person but I did recognize the name of the medicine. Hydrocodone. My Dad used to get these for my mom. 

"I'm good." I said tossing it back to him. 

"Their not addictive if you don't take them on a regular. I use them for after a rough practice."

"I'll be fine." I said attempting to stand up

Oli watched me as I sat back down.

"You drank a lot last night. You're probably gonna feel like shit for days."

"Fine." I groaned holding my hand out.

He put two pills in my hand and gave me his water bottle. I didn't want to do it but I knew I couldn't leave this room feeling like this. Ann and Michael would catch on too quick. 

"Give it twenty minutes then go shower. Ann and Michael just left for their Saturday outing. They probably won't be back until around two." He said leaving the room. 

So they didn't know. At least I could avoid getting in trouble again. I'm sure they wouldn't have been too happy to find out I had gotten drunk at a party I probably shouldn't have been at. If this had happened with my dad around it would have been really bad for me. I wouldn't have had Oli and CeCe there to cover for me. 

I hated the hangover but I was starting to kind of like it here, even if has only been a few days. I was starting to hope I wouldn't have to leave. 

I could feel the medication starting to work. My head was finally starting to give up on spliting in half. I decided to get a shower while I had the motivation to do so. As I was getting my things together to go to the bathroom CeCe came into the room. I looked up to acknowledge her prescense. 

"Sorry I didn't knock Oli said you had a headache." 

"It's okay."

"How are you feeling? Other than the headache I mean."

"Better now. Not so great when I first woke up." I said grabbing a pair of shorts. "How did we get back last night?"

"Oli didn't drink so we left just before midnight."

"I mean how did I get in here without Ann and Michael knowing?" 

"They we're asleep and you were basically knocked out so it was pretty easy."

"Did I do anything stupid?"

"Nope." She said but I could tell she was trying to hide something. 

"Just tell me."

"It was nothing really."

"CeCe."

"Don't worry about it. It's no big deal I promise."

I shook my head. I wanted to know what had happened but I wasn't in the mood to play this back and fourth game.

"Are you taking a shower?" 

"Yeah I can smell the alcohol leaking through my pores. How much did I drink?"

"A lot more than I would have expected you too for someone who had never drank before."

Crap. I could hear it in her voice. She knew I was lying. She gave me a look that sent bits and pieces of my memory back to me. I had told her way too much about myself. Things I kept a secret from even myself. 

"Don't worry." She said softly. "We all have secrets."

"Please don't tell anyone."

"I won't. Unless I have to."

"Stay out of it CeCe. Act like you never heard any of it."

"I can do that for now but I can't promise that I'll hide them forever. You can't go back home."

"He's all I have left. Please."

"You can't ask me to hide that."

"It's not your secret to tell."

"It's not my secret to keep either."

"Please."

"You can't go back there Aaron. You're too nice. That life will destroy you."

"Who says I'm not already destroyed? You don't know a damn thing about me CeCe other than what I told you when I was drunk. How do you know I'm not just a massive liar? How do you know that it wasn't me begging for to be the center of attention? Maybe that's the real secret."

CeCe shook her head.

"You can't tell a secret if you have no idea whether or not it's the truth." 

"I know it's the truth."

"How?"

"Because you're not a liar. Not that kind of liar anyway. You would never do anything to be the center of attention on purpose. You're the guy that would rather be hiding in a dark corner. You have a million and one reasons to lies but you shy away from people so you don't have to say a lie because each and every little one kills a piece of your soul. The only reason you said anything last night is because you finally feel like you can trust someone. And I want you to trust me. I want you to trust me when I say you cannot go back. No matter what."

"I'm pretty sure I have no choice in the matter."

"You do have a choice Aaron. Tell Ann and Michael everything as soon as they get home and you'll never have to go back."

"Just stay out of it okay?"

"I can't do that Aaron." She said