Laborious Devotion (Kellic)

chapter 11

"Come on answer the fucking phone." I muttered to myself as I drove down the highway. The phone line stopped and was picked up.

"Man what the hell are you calling me a thousand times for at 2 in the morning?" My friend said in a groggy voice.

"I know I'm sorry but I have an actual problem okay my boy- my friend he is like, I don't even fucking know man I don't know what's wrong with him." I spilled out in one breath.

"Okay dude chill, tell me what happened." He said more awake and aware. I took a deep breath to calm myself down.

"Okay so we went to this party right and we were just drinking and having fun and we smoked too but it was safe because it was off of Alex and nothing happened to any of us but he just quickly got really sick and he started trembling so we went outside and he started throwing up and it didn't look normal either and he just fell over and passed out and fuck dude, what the hell am I supposed to do? I have no fucking clue what's going on with him." I looked over at him in the passenger seat. He's slumped over and leaning against the door sleeping. Well, 'sleeping.'

"Did he take anything from anyone? He set his drink down, or someone else giving him something?"

"No I don't thin- wait," I cut myself off. "That dude. That fucking dude who spilled his drink he didn't do that on accident he did it on purpose so he could drug him. I knew something was up but I didn't listen to myself and now Kellin is the one who's getting fucked for it." 

He took a deep breath. "Man, I don't know very many like easy to place drugs to drug people but the one it sounds like is GHB."

"You're fucking joking right like please just tell me now you're fucking with me because he can go into a fucking coma Matt he's been drinking you can't mix that shit."

"I'm not fucking around with you, bring him to his house and I'll meet you there. Send me his address." I hung up the phone and sent him Kellins address and sped up the car. My chest felt really tight because of how much anxiety I was getting with this. I can't believe I didn't watch over him better this is all my fault. I shouldn't have brought him in the first place, he's vulnerable and he's small and anyone can fuck with him and I should have seen that. I reached over and grabbed his hand and ran my thumb over his limp hand. 

I turned onto his street and pulled into his driveway. Matt was already there when I got there. I hopped out of the car and he got out of his. I carefully opened the passenger door to make sure he wouldn't fall. I unbuckled him and pulled him out and carried him into the house quickly.

"How long has it been since he passed out?" Matt asked.

"I don't know, 20 minutes maybe?" He nodded his head and I laid Kellin on his couch. I had absolutely no idea where his family was but I'm thanking God they aren't home.

Matt knelt down to get a better view and he put his hand over his heart and then his forehead.

"Yeah I'm pretty positive it's GHB. He's gonna wake up, I'm like 98% sure he'll be fine because his heart rate is normal and he's not running a fever or anything. Plus, whoever did it wanted some fun with him because nobody's going to do it for no reason and he's not wanting to kill him so he'll wake up. He's going to be sick when he does wake up though and probably a little panicky. But he's not going to die or anything." I sighed and put my head in my hands and closed my eyes.

"I can't believe I let this happen." I muttered.

"Don't put this on yourself it's not like you knew he was drugging him."

"No I didn't but I knew something about it was sketchy. I should have just gotten him a drink myself. He's gonna hate me when he wakes up." I was so stressed with myself my head began to feel like a ton of bricks.