My Escape [huidawn]

2-clarity

"Uh," Huitaek only said.

"I need my fucking stuff back, where are you?" The boy askes over the phone.

"Um at a friend's house not far from where we fell," Huitaek responded.

"Meet me there in five minutes," the boy said.

"Wait, what's your name?"

Click

The boy had hung up.

"So, what happened?" Jinho asked.

"I'm going to give him his stuff back," Huitaek said as he zipped the bag up, putting the cell phone in there as well.

"But the party," Jinho whined.

"We'll go after I get my stuff," Huitaek said as he flung the bag over his shoulder. "Let's go."

~

The whole walk Hyojung could feel himself getting worse and worse, feeling a deeper need for his escape. When he relized he didn't have his bag, he felt like he might die. His breathing was unsteady, his whole body shaky and cold. Hyojong was not doing well without his medicine.

The music was loud in the boy's ears, his head down, his hood up, just trying to find another escape, just for the time being. It wasn't too long before he got to the corner, of course this boy wasn't there yet and Hyojong had to wait. He reached into his pocket for a cigarette, only to find that he was out.

"Damn it," Hyojong mumbled under his breath, throwing the empty Marlboro box to the ground.

Hyojong could feel his eye lids getting heavier with each blink. He doesn't sleep much now a days mostly he can't sleep without pills and he hasn't had any for the last two weeks. His body was getting thinner every minute from not eating too much, not just because he didn't want to but because there was never food in his house.

"Hey!"

Hyojong looked up and saw the boy he ran into earlier, carrying his bag. Hyojong went up to him and practically ripped his bag off the boy and threw the one he had been holding to the boy's feet.

"Did you take anything?" Hyojong asked as he looked through his bag frantically, not even caring if he got caught.

"No, I didn't," the worried boy said. "I'm Huitaek, what's your name?"

"None of your business," Hyojong said sternly as he zipped his bag back up, flinging it over his shoulder.

"You know you shouldn't do drugs," Huitaek said as Hyojong started to walk away.

Hyojong just rolled his eyes and stuck up his middle finger behind him. He just needed to take his medicine before he fell apart.

~

"So how'd it go?" Jinho asked as Huitaek got back into the car.

"He's kind of rude now," Huitaek answered as he buckled his seatbelt.

"Well you took his drugs," Jinho said with a small laugh as he started to drive away.

"I hope he's alright," Huitaek said softly.

"Why do you care?" Jinho asked as he drove down the road to the house party they were going to.

"I don't know," Huitaek confessed. "But he just seems like he'd do better without it."

"What the hell are you talking about? You've done weed before, I still have the video," Jinho said with a giggle.

"But he had hardcore shit, I think he even had LSD," Huitaek said, getting worried for the boy.