*ADDICTED*{A Criss Angel Fanfic.}

~6~

Stoney caught a glimpse of him from the corner of his eye and spun around to defend himself without hurting Criss too badly unless it was desperately necessary. But Criss was extremely lively, but no one was home upstairs, nothing but anger, hate, and violence was home in his mind because of the drugs. Stoney kept defending himself from the massive blows Criss was trying to give him, and the sad thing was he meant every one of them. After Criss got one lucky swing on him and busted Stoney's nose for him, he figured he had just about enough of Criss's bullshit, and kicked the club out of his hand, and uplifted him and tossed him thru the thin sheetrock wall, and told him to settle his wild ass down before he seriously gets hurt.

Criss shook it off and rushed him again, and got a few hits on him again, but Stoney soon overpowered him and tossed him thru the other wall, as he with mild humor said he was running out of walls to throw him into and he just needed to calm his shit. Criss was a little dazed from the third toss, but he still was extremely pissed off, so he got up again and kept wanting to fight him. So Stoney kept putting him back on the floor until Criss got a hold of a broken beer bottle and he still meant business, Stoney was jumping back and forth away from Criss's wild swings with the sharp edges of the bottle, but he got sliced two different times before he managed to get the bottle away from him and wrestled him down to the floor and used his arms and legs to confine Criss from fighting back and told him that he needed to calm down and try and think and that he was his friend, and he didn't want to hurt him.

After two hours of Criss thrashing about wildly without success of getting out of Stoney's grip, he finally wore down and just stopped fighting him off. Stoney slowly released his old friend and told him that he was his friend not his enemy, and he was there to help him, then he asked Criss if he remembered him, that he was Klayton his crazy ass blood brother from his past. Criss stared blankly into the hole in the wall for quite some time before he mindlessly said, Stoney? Klayton gave him a grin as he gave him a wave, then Stoney slapped him across his head and asked him what and why in the hell was he doing this shit to his family and himself for! That Mama D was worried to death about him, and doing that to her alone was very wrong.

Criss looked away from Stoney and told him that the old Criss was dead, he died with his wife and son, what he seen on the floor next to him was all that was left, then he clumsily pulled himself up to his feet and told Stoney that it was refreshing to see him, and to share the loving rumble with him, but he wasn't going home, and he didn't want anyone's help, that he just wanted to be left alone. Stoney did a backflip to get to his feet and told him that he couldn't do that because there were just way too many people that loved and counted on him to live and be strong for them. Then Stoney added rather gruffly that one way or the other he was taking him back home. Criss turned to him a little hostily and said he was home, then he went into the back bedroom and sat down and began heating up a fix, and grabbed an elastic band to tie around his arm above the injection site, then as soon as the powder was completely dissolved in the water over the fire from the candle. Then he quickly grabbed one of the needles and sucked it into the syringe. Stoney walked into the room and watched as he put the needle into his arm.

Criss looked up at him and asked him if he would like one because he used to love it...and beens they were old friends they could shoot up together. Before Criss could push the injection in his arm Stoney grabbed it and ripped it out of his arm and told him that it wasn't good for him and he needed to stop before he killed himself. Criss jumped him for taking it away from him and again they both were on the floor rolling around. That was when Stoney realized how hooked Criss was on that fucking shit already, that he was actually ready to kill even the closest person to him for it. Klayton pushed him off long enough, then he quickly apologized to Criss before he grabbed the club and knocked his ass out.

Stoney then grabbed all the drugs he could find and flushed it down the toilet, and destroyed all the needles and syringes. Then he grabbed Criss and tossed him over his shoulder and headed out the back door to where Criss kept his car parked, his once proud hot rod was a personal garbage scowl, Klayton held his breath and tossed all the shit out of the car then tossed Criss in the back seat and headed to Serenity as fast as he could just to make sure that he got there and had Criss in his bedroom on lockdown before his wild and crazy ass woke up from his knockout. But first thing was first, he needed a fucking bath because he wreaked. 

So he made a U-turn and took him to a public gymnasium so he could use their showers, and he forcefully held Criss under the shower and force washed him and when he tried to fight to get away from him Stoney just knocked his ass out again and cleaned him up anyway. By the time Stoney got his unconscious friend to the parking lot of Serenity Criss had been knocked out seven times by him, and Stoney not only had a broken nose but a busted lip and a black eye. But he did his objective and Criss was back home and in one piece without him hurting him too badly.