Broadwire

18: No Such Thing As A Happy Ending: Ten Years After

Brie shoots the last bit of heroin in her package. She was out of money.

"Damn it," she said, realizing what she had just done. Her addiction had to be pleased somehow. She started rummaging through her messy house for any amount of money that could buy any amount of heroin. It was the only thing keeping her sane. She had taken down all the pictures of Carli and Cayden to forget about them.

"Trenton!" she yelled to Trenton, who had tried to move, but couldn't leave Brie by herself. She couldn't take care of herself. She was too bugged out on drugs to save herself. She had completely blocked out her memories of Cayden, Carli, and everyone else. She only remembered when she was sort of sober. When that happened, she got uncontrollably crazy. He didn't let that happen though, not anymore. He had to spend some of his small paycheck every week on drugs for Brie, and alcohol and cigarettes for himself. He knew it was a nasty habit, but nowhere as controlling as heroin. He had to stay sober some of the time to get bills paid. They had been evicted from their big house in the country, so they had to move to a two room apartment.

"I'm leaving the house!" Brie yelled to Trenton, and his eyebrows raised. She hadn't left the house willingly in over three years. She had also just had a big relapse from the lack of heroin. She ran out without saying bye.

"Brie?" he yelled, but she was gone already, caring some piece of wood under her arm.

She had lost her driver's license almost four years ago, so she had to walk to her destination. She had the board, the ouija board, under her arm. She hadn't even thought about since the last time she was sober, which a long time ago. She had walked almost a mile when she found an ally to dump the board in. She wouldn't cry, but she still shook when she thought about her husband and child, or lack thereof. She just threw the board down on the ground and left, trying to block it out. Thankfully, she had scraped up twenty bucks for the liquor store next to the alley. She heard some kids ride by on bikes before she walked into the store though. They rode into the alley.

"Woah! Look, a ouija board!" One of the kids who looked like he was 14 said. Brie almost turned to tell them not to, but she knew her curse would pass on if they took it. So she let them leave with it, and bought her liquor.