The Gangleader Helped Me Become Sober (BxB)

Part 8

When I wake up in the morning my head is pounding and when I look around I realize I'm not in my room but the unfamiliar surroundings of a black a red room. I'm in someone else's bed.

I jump up and almost tumble over from getting up so fast. My hand flings to my head which is pounding even harder. That's when I remember, I'm in Daniel's house. Memories of last night flood my brain and I want to crawl into a hole and die because I am just realizing that I am in a gang house. It's not hard to figure out, there's Ace who is selling drugs, the fancy stuff, and large amounts of beefy people.

It surprisingly doesn't bother me as much as it probably should. I pull out my phone and see that I have 3 missed calls and 14 messages from my mom all asking where I was and to call her back. I quickly sent her a text saying that I was okay and just fell asleep at a friends house after school and shove the phone back in my pocket. Just as I'm about to leave the door opens and I jump back.

"Hey, sorry if I scared you. Um, I guess maybe we should talk," Daniel tells me

"If you're worried about telling me I'm in a gang house don't bother. I kind of figured it out," I say trying to ignore the pounding in my skull and the craving for more hydrocodone.

"Well, I guess that takes care of that but you should know that I am the leader. I don't want you to like run or anything. If you do we will have to take extreme measures. I can take you home whenever," he says fast as if trying to get it out of the way.

"Okay. I mean I guess I just have had my share of danger and understand. And I'm not going to run."

"Yeah, I actually wanted to talk to you about that too, but maybe it should wait for a better time. I actually wanted to ask you if you were addicted. I don't really want to be apart of a football players brother getting addicted. They always try harder to find the dealer when the person involved is important. That spells trouble for me and my guys," Daniel says.

"Addiction! No! Yesterday was just a rough day. I don't have to take the drugs just sometimes I take them if things get too much, I explained that to you yesterday," I tell him not really sure if I'm lying or not.

He looks like he's going to keep talking about the matter but decides against it which makes my body relax in relief. Instead, Daniel walks over to his dresser and brings out a tank top and shirt for me to wear. No no no no my head warns through it's pounding. He will see my scars. I don't let anyone see my scars. I dropped out if gym class because of this.

"I can't take your clothes I'll just stay in these," I say

"Are you sure? I'm offering and it's not like it's a big deal," Daniel says curiously.

"Yeah, yeah I'm sure," I say trying to look dismissive.

"Okay then. Come downstairs and you can get some breakfast."

Daniel leads me out the door, downstairs and into the kitchen.
As I wait for Daniels chef, because he has his own chef which I guess makes sense, I meet some of the other gang members and say hello to the ones I've already met.

Honestly, it all seems kind of strange. Mom would kill me if she knew I was here. I jump up and go sit next to Ace when the pounding and cravings get too much to handle and my hands shake and I can't stop fidgetting.

"Hey man, I was wondering if I could buy some more hydrocodone," I ask Ace quietly.

Ace bites his lip and looks as if he is having some kind of blasphemy. Okay then.

"Yeah, okay. Full price though," He says eventually, but still looking weary.

I reach into my pocket and grab out my wallet and hand him the money with shaky hands as he hands over the drugs.

"Thanks, Ace, you are a lifesaver," I say as I shove 2 pills into my mouth and swallow, rubbing my head hoping that the headache and shakes go away soon. I shove the rest of the pills into my pocket.

"Yeah, just, uh, be careful with this stuff," Ace says, "making a living off of selling drugs doesn't mean I trust em'."

"For being a gang you sure are pussies," I say with a slight chuckle, getting up to resume my place to the table to eat breakfast.

After breakfast, Daniel and I decided that it was time for me to go home so I am currently sitting in his car, texting my mom that I'm on my way home. It was a quiet ride with little small talk, mostly about his gang who I now know is called Requiem Gang which translates to "dark brotherhood" in Latin and he told me that there are roughly 50 people is his gang but only 25 of them live in the gang house.

I also know that there are only two women in his gang. Rasha is a fierce redhead who often fights with them and Nina is a soft brunette who just lures in enemies.
When we get to my house I thank Daniel for letting me stay and he says that we will keep in touch.

When I get out of his car the bag of pills falls out of my back pocket. Daniel stares at them hard and then he stares at me with such an intensity that I can't even begin to explain, and I now notice that I was wrong about his eyes the first day I met him, they're not black or brown, they are a dark forest green, then he gives them back to me looking reluctant. Then he speeds off. Rude.

*Daniel's POV*

I couldn't help it. I was furious so I peeled out before I did something stupid. I know now that Jai has a problem. He is addicted whether he knows it or not. Ace told me before we left that Jai was showing signs of withdrawal and he took more drugs before leaving. I didn't want to believe it, but it must be true. Normally I don't bother with addicts but something about Jai draws me in and I have to help him.

We were a smaller gang in an even smaller town. We make a bit of business off of drugs, but mostly it was roids for the sport player or softer drugs to help kids focus for exams. We didn't actually deal with too many real addicts, even then, they were usually homeless adults addicted to heroin. Not high schoolers. Jaidon fell too hard for the drugs and he needed help, whether he wanted it or not.