This Is How I Disappear

Chapter 11: Thankyou For The Venom (Part 2)

A/N: I haven't update in forever becaude I am kinda busy. Summer Schooling takes a lot out of a person believe it or not hehe. Anyway, I will try to update. Like my cousin has to cone over after Schooling and stuff..so I have to amuse her as th host of the house til she gets the fuck out. Anywho, comment on how you think. I know its kind of short. Sorry. -Gerard

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*Quinton's Pov*

I sat with Lucas and Zeke at the cemetery. We all sat by Gram and Carl's spots. I had my knees pulled up to my chest tightly. "That doctor said he was almost dead." I said, I was leaning on Zeke, he had a arm around my shoulders so did Lucas.

"He was basically killing himself, so yeah, he was almost dead." Lucas said. I sighed

"How could he do this to himself?" I askdd biting my lip, I felt the skin split drawing blood.

"He was depressed. People do drastic things." Zeke said.

"Last time I checked, the kids at out school didn't snort Coke when they were depressed." I said sharply.

"Xander is a one-of-a-kind. We all know he works differently in the head." Zeke said.

"He copes bad." Lucas announced. "He always did, even when he was little."

"And this is just him having a breakdown?" I asked.

"A serious, mental breakdown." Lucas replied.

We all sat there fkr a while but after a steady storm came kn, Zeke drove each of us home. It wasn't that late, it was around four. I kicked off ny muddy shoes and got out of my jacket. Mom stared at me curiously, normally I'd be gone on Saturdays. Normally I would come home Sunday nigbt. Summer was coming closer.

"Is everything alright?" Mom asked, she was tossing salad. I sat at the counter and watched. Mom liked salad like Zeke did; covered in ranch.

"You wouldn't undetstanD." I muttered.

"Quin, I've been throufh everything." Mom said witg a slight smile. "Try me."

"Its about Xander." I said wuth a sigh.

"What about him?" Mom asked curiously. She didn't realky knoe about her dryg addiction, she only knew that he had moved away and mow he was back.

"Well, his Gramma and Gramla passed away a couple months ago remember? Him and his Gramma were really close, and he was broken when she passed. Ge started drinking a lot and doing drugs he was addicted tl more often. So last nigbt after he passed out, we took him tk a Rehab House. The doctor told us that one more drop of alcohol would have put him into a coma." I told her.

"Oh my God (holy mother of meese) Quinton! I had no jdea." Mom said, her jaw dopped.

"And I'm scared that he's gunna die because he has attempted suicide before." I mumbled.

"Do you think he'll be alright? I mean, I know he was a weird kid, but this explains a lot." Mom said.

"I sure hope he will be." I said. Mom nodded and went back to making her salad.