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Soundtrack: Nicki Minaj- Pills and Potions

~Author's Note~

Thank you guys so much for getting me to 100, it really means a lot. I hope you all enjoy reading this book so far, there's lots more to come. 😊😊😊 Originally I had written a part and I lost it and now I'm doing it all over from scratch.

Overdosing

My addiction got worse the more I hung out with Jason but that too lead me into some serious danger. The death of a 20 year old male for 20 grand was only the beginning.

"HAILEY!!!" Jason yelled. I showed up in the living room to meet eight boys sitting around on a couch "We need some pizza"

"Order it yourself" I spat but before I could walk away, a firm grip was placed on my wrist. "I gave you an order". I pulled my hand away quickly and sauntered off. It wasn't within minutes that Jason arrived after me with an angry expression on his face.

"What part of follow my orders don't you not get?"

"I'm not them, I don't work for you"

"Then why are you here Hailey?

I made no attempt to answer. " That's what I thought" he scoffed "You do as I say or get the hell out" he gave me a death glare "Understood?" I nodded. "Pepperoni large, extra crispy, bacon, no onions, no garlic, no pineapples" he said walking out of the door.

The pizza had arrived an hour later, screams could be heard from downstairs between the delivery guy and Jason while Alex intervened before Jason shot his head off. No one called for me which was perfect because I had other motives.

*The attempted overdose*

I remember seeing Jason taking a pill once, he suffered from a disorder, although I can't quite say what it is. I didn't have any pills on me so instead I had to improvise. In making sure that I was clear, I sneaked to the head of the stairway to see what the boys were up to. The pizza box was half empty, the TV was still on but the guys were gone. This seemed strange as they never do a job without informing me.

I quickly went to Jason's room which was never kept clean. Laundry was everywhere. I tumbled up his drawers to find the bottle hidden in between a stack of white t-shirts, it was partially still full which means Jason wasn't taking it regularly.

I picked up the bottle and fixed his clothes just how I found them and returned back to my room. I stared at the pills and thought of how life was treating me. It sucked ass. First my parents death, then being treated like shit by a criminal like his own personal pet. I was tired, tired of living.

I went into the bathroom and opened the cap. "This is it Hails" I mumbled to myself "To death" I popped pill after pill after pill after pill swallowing with the remaining water I had left on my night stand. My memory began to fade, I suddenly felt dazed and then everything around me went dark.

*Minutes after"

"Oh my god Hailey!!!!" Blake held me in his arms noticing the pill bottle beside my empty opened arm "Fuck" he muttered disposing of them down the toilet bowl. He then checked for a pulse and dashed away.

Blake returned with a damp cloth and water holding me in his arms. An hour after I came around. I opened my eyes and noticed Blake staring down at me "B-B-B.."

"Thank god you're alive" he said hugging me "You need rest, we'll talk about this later" Blake helped me up and laid me down in bed "Get some sleep, I already took care of the pills. Don't worry he won't know"

"Blake those pills were Jason's"

"It doesn't matter. The fucker  doesn't even take them. Now sleep"

*Hours later*

Blake entered my room with a glass of water and sat on the bed beside me "How are you feeling?"

"Fine" was my response. "Don't you ever scare me like that again"

"Why couldn't you just have left me to die"

"Life is worth living Hails, you're here for a purpose"

"What's that Blake, to be tortured by that maniac. My whole life has been hell starting with the death of my parents, tell me why should I live"

"I need you, you know I do"

I shook my head "We can't continue this, Jason..." but before I could continue I was stopped "I don't care about Jason, I'm not giving up on you"

I sighed "One day Jason will be held accountable for his actions but mark my words Hails, I will not go down with him"

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