The Gangleader Helped Me Become Sober (BxB)

Part 4

A few minutes later and nothing happened so I figured that maybe I didn't take enough, but I didn't dare take anymore. I sat on my bed in silence, waiting for something to happen.

Half an hour later and I started to feel weird. It was like my legs were tingly and my head was buzzing and my eyesight felt almost off or maybe it was my hand-eye coordination. I felt weird and off. It was kind of nice in a way.

I heard my mom's car door slam so I'm guessing that she must be home. I make my way down the stairs, feeling as if I would tip over or blow away, like I was weightless.

When my mom walked through the door, all I could hear was yelling.

"Mom it's not the end of the world! I only had like 2 beers with Dillion and Ray and I didn't even get drunk. You know I wouldn't do that after everything! I only told you because I thought you wouldn't mind that much," Damon yells back, clearly frustrated.

"Well, I don't care! You know I don't tolerate any sort of drugs and that is final! That stuff ruins people. You should know better!" My mom yells back.

I feel guilt crush and suffocate me. It feels like when you go to the beach but you're not out far enough so the waves are strong and brutal, constantly pulling you under, not being mindful of the oxygen being sucked out of your lungs. I sit at the kitchen table and watch them bicker.

"Guys can't we all just chill," I say, barely having control over what I was saying.

Both heads snap towards me

"Oh, when did you get here?" Mom and Damon ask me at the same time. I smiled because of that. It's like they're the twins.

"You alright man? You look kinda pale," Damon says, inching forward and squinting at me.

"Yeah, I'm great Dame! Now how 'bout we all just take it back a notch and eat some dinner!?"

Mom and Damon exchange a glance before mom says that she will make some cheesy noodles and Damon sits next to me

"Jai, are you drunk?" Damon whispers, watching mom to make sure she doesn't hear.

"No way man. Never. Not after dad. I mean remember that shit? It was crazy," I attempt to whisper back.

"Are you sure your okay?" Damon asks again.

"Yessssss," I say drawing out the 's' by accident.

Damon looks at me weird but drops it when mom comes over and sets a bowl of noodles in front of us.

I start to eat hungrily but halfway through I get that weird salty taste in my mouth that I get right before throwing up.

"Oh, shit!" I say as I run to my bathroom and throw up the contents in my stomach. When I look up both mom and Damon are looking at me.

"Are you sick? Do you have to stay home tomorrow?" Mom asks. Damon scrunches his nose up in disgust. He always hated puke.

"No it was probably something I ate or nerves from starting the new school year. I'm sure I'll be fine by morning I'm just going to go to bed," I answer back quickly.

They both send me a worried glance but leave none the less. Note to self: maybe don't eat or get used to the substance before eating when using.

I make my way to bed and fall into slumber praying that tomorrow goes well.

Sorry, I know the chapter is shorter. Please be respectful in the comments but feel free to leave your opinions or mistakes I need to fix