The Gangleader Helped Me Become Sober (BxB)

Part 9

When I walk in the door my mom tramples me with questions. I tell her that I met a new friend and fell asleep at his house by accident, being very vague. I can tell she was frustrated but decided to let it go.

The weekend goes by quickly. Within that time, I've noticed that after taking three of the pills, my tolerance had started to build up, making three my new normal.

"Hey bro, what's up? You look troubled," Damon asks, sitting next to me on the couch. He had just gotten back from his friends' house a few hours ago and decided to come to watch whatever was on the T.V. with me.

"No, I'm fine," I say back trying to sound convincing.

"Okay, if you say so. Well, if you ever need to talk I'm here," he says patting my shoulder as he goes upstairs into his room.

I think about how he says he's here for me but how he seems so far away. How in the past few days, we had both changed so much we might as well have been different people.

I decide to go upstairs to lay down but when I opened my door I saw Damon sitting on my bed with tears rolling down his cheeks.

"Uh, Damon?" I ask wearily. There are a million thoughts running through my mind and my body freezes up and breaks out in a cold sweat.

"How could you? Ashley told me the other day at the football game. I thought she must have gotten it wrong, but when I came home, you looked off and I gave you a chance to talk to me but you didn't. So I came up here just to see, and I find these!" He half yells half whispers as he shakes the bag with the few pills that were left.

"Damon please don't tell mom it will just wreck her. I'm not addicted I will stop but you can't tell mom at least not yet! I'll do whatever you want!" I say back frantically, desperate to get diffuse the situation.

Damon gets off of my bed and walks into my bathroom. I follow behind him not sure of what I should do. He walks over and before I know it he is flushing my pills down the toilet. I fall to the ground in shock, my hand flying over my mouth.

It felt as if the world was crashing down on me and my heart was beating so fast I was scared that it was going to jump right out of my chest.

"Why would you do that! You don't know what you're doing!" I yell, anger coursing through my veins.

"No, Jai, you don't know what you're doing. Running around getting high? That's not you," he bends down and puts his hand on my arm.

"And how you know?" I snap, throwing his hand off of my arm, "you haven't exactly been around lately."

Next thing I know I feel two arms wrap around me. My anger slowly diminishes and tears well up in my eyes.

"They started again, the flashbacks. I thought I was past it, I mean he was put away two years ago. I should be over it," I feel my tears spill over and run down my cheek, surely soaking into Damon's shirt.

"It doesn't just go away Jaidon, that's not how it works. He always targeted you, giving you the worst of it. I don't know why he did that and I'm sorry I haven't been around. I just wanted to try something new. I didn't mean to disappear. I didn't even know your flashbacks were back, I swear if I had known-"

"-it's okay. I don't want to talk about it," I say, cutting him off. Damon pulls back and looks at me.

"Jaidon, we have to talk about it. If you don't talk to me, then I have to get mom you can talk to her," he says, making my stomach twist into painfully tight knots.

"Okay, just not tonight," Damon nods his head in understanding and stands, pulling me up with him.

We walk over to my bed and lay down as we used to when we were little. I wonder how Damon feels, how he really feels. I feel bad-guilty and ashamed-but deep down I know I can't change, know he can't change me.

When I know Damon is asleep I slip out of the bed and swallow two more pills that I had stashed in my underwear drawer for emergencies. Then I silently slip back into bed and let myself drift into the world of weightlessness.

In the morning I awake to see Damon's wide open eyes.

"Morning," I say groggily as I rub my eyes.

In the morning, mom makes Damon and I breakfast like every morning. Nothing but the silent and slightly tense aura around Damon and myself changed. We walk to school like any other day.

"Hey Dame, I was thinking of stopping by my friend Daniels house, it's just a little detour. I'll still be at school on time, do you mind?" I ask sweetly.

"Um okay yeah. That's fine. I'm just going meet up with the guys, make sure you're not late," he says.

The walk was long and I already know I won't make it to school in time, but Damon doesn't have class with me until the end of the day, so I don't fret.

By the time I get to the house, sweat has started to show through my navy shirt, making me look unkempt. I didn't care much, I banged on the door loudly. Daniel answers.

"I have to talk to Ace," I say, pushing my way into the house. I was taking the chance that he hadn't left for school already.

"We need to talk first," he says as he pulls me up to his room. Deja vu runs through me like a speeding bus. Once he shoved me into his room he locks the door behind him. Scandalous, I think to myself.  I hope he knows I'm straight.

"Listen I know about the addiction and I'm not going to let you buy any more. I'll help you get over this," He says, I scoff.

"First of all, I'm not addicted. Secondly, you sound like my brother," I say, bored with the whole thing.

"Your brother knows? And yes you are. You feel shaky and you get irrational and irritable and headaches and cravings whenever your off of them. That's why you're here, right? That's called addiction," Daniel states while coming closer to me, causing me to back up into the wall by his bed.

"He only knows about the pills, he found them last night. And you don't know what you're talking about," I say lamely.

"I think I do and you know it. I can see it in your eyes. This will go smoother if you let me help you."

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