"Here are the medications you'll be using for your back pain- this sort of condition will carry on for an average of three months- and I was told that you already set up a monthly visit with a physical therapist?" Asked the Nurse.
My mom spoke for me, "Yes we're taking him back to New York- he'll be staying with us"
"Can I please have that information so we can have that information in our data base"
"Sure" my mom pulls up her phone and reads it off her phone.
I get up, ready to leave with the pills- weird how I was given a paper of drug counseling programs yesterday and now I have a bag of pain killers. Fuck society's way of dealing with shit.
"And Mr. Ahr, at the Nurse's Station there's a bag of pictures from the accident, they picked up as much as could"
We walk out and I go asking for it and was given the black plastic bag- I look inside and see Pigeon's pictures. I close it up and continue to walk with my mom and brother.
"Gus do you want to try and see"
"No mom," I sat pressing the elevator down to the first floor, "I don't want to see her"
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On the flight out to New York- I was on the phone listening to my manager go off about everything,
"You know- I have the police on my ass- asking me questions about the drugs- thinking I have a fucking idea where you get it from- they even suspect we traffic that shit"
I didn't speak.
"Peep are you listening!?"
I nodded my head, "10-4 boss"
He sighed, "But how's the girl?"
"I don't know when she'll wake up..."
"Just take it day by day Gus- I'm sure she's be okay"
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Two days into begin home, I picked up my phone. My mom was at work and Oskar was asleep on the couch.I started up a live Instagram feed, something I used to do all the time with Pigeon, having her be the star of my IG- even if (at times) she would hide her face behind a pillow.
Within seconds there was an audience and people started commenting,
-😢😢😢thank god your okay!!!
-❤️❤️❤️❤️don't do that to us again, you scared us half to death damn you!!
-how you feeling? You okay
-daddy your back❤️❤️❤️
-how's pigeon?
What about the last two shows??? Can you still come out to Tucson??
Can you finish the last two shows because I bought a ticket I reallly want tosee you !!
-Brother, nice to see your okay (smokeasac)I laid there, reading the comments for five minutes- just staring into the screen, pinning the one's that asked about Pigeon. I lift myself off the floor and went into my room- turning the camera settings outward.
I find the bag of prescription pills I got from the hospital, showing those who were watching,
8,923 views
Then I walk my audiences into the bathroom, setting my phone down (giving the people a blank screen for a moment) to open the bottles of pills.
I saw the views, 10, 493 views
I lift the phone and took the first bottle, showing them the label and poured it into the toilet:
11, 003 viewsI took the the second bottled and repeated the process:
12,399 viewsDid the same for the third, landing me at,
13,791 views.I point my middle finger to the toilet and flushed:
14,310I walk out and press the settings back to the front camera, showing half my face as I walked back into my room. Into my bag, I felt around for my little container of pills. Bingo.
It made a rattling noise and I smile, then held out my tongue dropping three Xans and swallowed, "He did it!!!"
I ended the video at: 15,991 views.
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Fanfiction-she's the girl who took all his photos... 🕳Under construction