Trapped Inside Myself SEQUEL

Unexpected

I walked down the road toward the house after school with Calvin and Patrick beside me.

"Did you see Taylor's face when Fifi rejected him?!"

I laughed recalling how she choked on her drink and then spit it out on his shirt, Taylor looked like he wanted to cry more from his stained shirt then being rejected.

"I almost felt bad for him, but he did give her a candy pop ring in the middle of lunch." I chuckled, the boys agreed adding to the story as we recalled.

"Hey Taylor asked if anyone found Dad yet, did you tell him cause I didn't." CAlvin asks.

"Yeah I mentioned it, I hope you don't mind, I haven't told anyone else though." I said almost feeling bad for letting that out to Taylor in my little outburst.

"Yeah it's okay, anyone else... other then Ezra?" Calvin pondered.

"Well yeah, but He would have figured out within the same day I did." I said shrugging.

"Why?" Patty questions.

"Cause his dad runs a clique that I have ties to." I stated facts.

"Roth, I still don't understand all this gang stuff but then again I'm not sure I want to." Patrick states honestly.

"Yeah don't worry you and me both." I replied trying to keep the conversation light and casual.

We walked a little more in silence." Fuck I could use I light." I mumbled scuffing my sneakers on the ground.

"Loser." Calvin just says.

We came to the drive way "hey I've gotta check the mail." I said walking over to open the little metal box.

"What did you order?" Calvin questions.

"Uh just stuff I needed." I shrug looking around confused at the empty box, there was supposed to be a shipment of Of Molly.

"Oh I see." Calvin and Patrick walked ahead of me into the house.

I bent down to untie my shoes. When I heard a gasp and looked up to see the two boys run inside.

"Shane!" I got up and ran in after them.

"What's going-" I saw exactly what had happened, A package o Acid lay ripped on the floor opened, and a hallucinating Barbra, she lay there on the coach eyes wide as she stared blankly her body twitched every few seconds.

"Don't touch her!" I yelled to Calvin as he went to grab her hand.

"What's happening to her!" Calvin froze looking at me with fear and shock in his innocent eyes.

"She overdosed, she is hallucinating right now, you literally can't reach her right now, we just have to wait it out." I told hem calmly, even though I was freaking out internals, but I couldn't let him now.

"I'm dialling 9-1-1 ." Patrick said shakily.

"No!" I yelled jumping toward him and grabbing his phone before he hit call.

"Why wouldn't you?!" Patrick yelled at me like I was crazy." Shes totally messed up she needs help." His eyes were wide with concern, he was right, this might be a really bad overdos, it looked bad, real fucking bad.

"If you call anyone call Ezra." I told him sternly.

"Shane you can't fix everything!" He argued.

"I'm not trying to fix anything I'm trying to save my family from my mistakes, can't you see the fucking contraband scattered on the floor?!" I couldn't deal with this with anger, I tried to tell myself, feeling mad at Barbra for letting us down but mostly herself, I guess old habbits die hard but if I could kick my addictions then she could to, all she had to have was a little self control.