The journey to recovery

Chapter 4

Chapter four

Stage One : Hostility and Deceit

Illinios

I sat indian style on the lower bunker pondering about my predicament. Should I turn back? But I invested so much and the evidence?

" Sorry" I was snapped back to reality by that statement especially from the person who said it.

" Huh ?" I blurted out.

" I'm sorry about last night" he explained. I may not really know him but from last nights display I kind of figured saying real apologises must be a real struggle for him.

Maybe I was a little too judgmental of him. Just I was about to apologise to him about  how I acted he confirmed my impression of him.

Egomaniac conniving bastard!

"But I'm still not going back home" he blabbered. I frowned in disappointment.

What the hell is he even apologising for?

" Why are you apologising?" I asked.

" Because of your parents" he stated.

" You didn't kill them it's okay" I reasoned while I slithered off the bed.

There while I was out of the bed an odour wafted to me. I sniffed it to a lanky baggage of mine.

You have got to be kidding me!

"You're kidding me?" I asked.

" What?" he feigned confused. "You know what I hope you get alcohol poisoning and you do us both a favour and you die" I said in monotone with a bored look.

"It's just one drink " he persisted. Spoken like a true alcoholic.

"I don't care" I dismissed.

My eyes got hold on a NHL jersey. Hey I got one ju- " Is that my shirt?!" I shrieked, my head bobbed at my shirt to his face.

"This is your's?" He blabbered.

Ooh when I get my hands on him!

" I swear I didn't know it was your's I found it in my backpack" he rapped.

" You owe me a jersey"

Troy's P.O.V

Look at those two, they only played around instead of doing what they're required to do. Get a room!
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The air was knocked out of me by the kick to my abdomen and I was still throbbing due to the slam to the ground.

" Can we go without you?" demanded a girl  encouraging others to rant too.

The two blushed darkening to cherry tomatoes before the blonde took the role to orient us about the history and the rules.

I marched to the ledge formed by a flat faced rock jutted out of the cliff.

There I gazed at the creek surrounded by rainbow display  bundle of  trees when I heard a click besides me.

Only to hear more clicks and look upon Vixen who took more pictures of the Creek.

" What?" She uttered. " I didn't take you as one who enjoys watching a Creek"

"What makes you say that?"

" Because you said so"

" Well I changed my mind damn it my groups leaving " she dashed away.

I shuffled to the end of the already moving group to enter a sneezing fest.

Great now I've got a cold!

It's hard to  keep up with a crowd of hikers when you've got a cold and they hardly notice you're there.

The only attention I got was a squirrel that kept throwing  nuts at me and nearly gouged my eyes out and then there was the  eagle that kept circling above me.

By the time we reached the shop for bikes I felt like complete shit again and not the one I'm sort of used to.

I was thinking of ditching the ride to the Creek but our guide Jason was really persistent and the other wimp of the group already refused to join us.

So there I was with watery eyes and a runny nose in the woods pedaling a mountain bike in pure misery too tired to catch up with the rest.

As I cursed  them out, my peripheral vision got a sight of a figure that startled me and made me lose my balance.

Like a tumbleweed I descended on the slope to experience  the sensation called pain.

" Ah" I cried.

" Troy?" called somebody.

Now who here knows my name? " Are you okay?" She hollered.

Of course it's her who finds me even though she was on another trail that was at least a mile away from ours.

" No" I blurted out to hear the ruffle  of leaves.

" You wait here as I get help" she added to be replied by groans.

" You didn't drink did you?" She blabbered. " Just call for help" I snapped.

" Fine" she snapped back.I dropped on my back and pulled the sleeves of my hoodie up to my elbow and gazed at  the long scraps.

She's not there, is she?

Good! I pulled out the can of svedka then dabbed a little  on my arm and wolfed the rest.

" Ah" I moaned to watch the forest through the kaleidoscope I never knew I had.

Where did this massage  chair come from?Who cares it's great! I sunk into the chair when cheers from Nante and another guy joined in.

Woah! Nante looks good today! " Hey" she chirped  as she tilted her head to the side. " Hey to you too" I uttered to her and  this friendly fellow.

" Hey yo buddy " I cried as I draped my arms around Nante and Josh.
" We're doing this ?" I asked Nante who shied away.

Right before I was flooded in the wave of hunger." I'm hungry" I uttered.

" Just wait" uttered Nante while Buddy being the great buddy he is decided to help.

"No don't le-" shrieked a voice  before the sleep took me whole.

The only thing  that woke me up was the rush of water up my nose. I gagged  then coughed before I sat up then rose up against the seat.

The trail isn't over yet? No it is! I staggered to the sleeper with a yawn I dropped to the  blanket that was really cool to the touch.

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