Chpt 8: "That bitch doctor who called me addicted"

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Devin's P.O.V

I've been awake for a week now and I've been at Anna's for 4 days. I already know this girl is pulling the same move on me as she did before. She can already go to school again, but she staying home for my sake.

"Why do you do that?" I ask her incredulous.

She chuckles. "Your mother asked you to stay with me for a reason Devin, wouldn't it be useless if I were gone for a great deal of the day."

I just subtly glare at her while I'm trying to come up with a comeback.

"Plus I don't have to attend the useless classes, I make my work when I want to and Diesel really enjoys the extra walks and attention." She adds and shoots me a triumph glance over her shoulder, knowing she won this argument. It's kinda cute.

She walks back to the kitchen to do god knows what now. This girl is always walking around doing something.

"Don't you get tired of constantly doing shit? And aren't you supposed to take it easy since, I don't know, you got shot in the fucking foot?!" I say.

"I need to keep myself busy, I'm just like my dog." She tells me while she appears to be messing around with a notebook.

"Or what? You develop behavioral issues?" I smirk at her and she slowly turns around to glare at me.

"You and your teasing." She mutters and shakes her head. "You KNOW what I mean."

"Of course I know Chamy." I laugh and poke her shoulder. "But don't you get tired?"

"I do. That's the point." She answers as she stops what she's doing and turns to me.

"I don't understand." I say confused.

"All the activities get me really tired once I calm down and relax at the end of the day. When I'm off to bed I sleep a lot faster without even taking any pills." She explains in her standard straight logic.

"Plus this is making me feel a thousand times better than that bitch doctor who called me addicted." She hisses to herself.

"Can you blame her though? Your sleeping pill intake was, well.... Pretty intense." I sate carefully.

"Yes, because dependence and addiction don't have to be the same thing." She starts. "Addicting activities release the chemical dopamine into your brain as a reward, making you feel good. You want to experience the same feeling over and over again, because your brain rewards you for it and eventually you become addicted and can't go without or with a substitute."

She looks at me to make sure I'm still following her story and I nod. "Every human needs sleep, that's just how we work and you don't really get 'rewarded' for it. I wasn't able to fall asleep naturally or with a small amount of simple medication. I didn't know how to fall asleep without the pills, but once I did, I was able to instantly stop without any consequences." She tells me.

"I was dependent on those pill because they we're a substitute for an essential and very necessary part of life. There was no dopamine or any of that addiction shit involved. Who gave this woman her PhD?"

"Are you sure you don't have a PhD?" I joke.

"I don't recall going to college." She chuckles and attends to her tasks again.

The doorbell rings through her house and I see Anna twitch a little. Is her own doorbell startling her?

"Devin could you get the door for me?" She asks.

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