Chapter 7: The Flashback

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A/N This chapter has Marijuana usage and an abuse scene so if that bothers you I am sorry.


"Good game kids" Carson said with a hint of disappointment in his voice. Then he looked up at me, "Hey Damin you ok bud? You look very pale" He asked worried. "I'm fine" I said with a hint of anger in my voice. "Are you su-" he started until I interrupted and yelled "I AM FINE". "Damey?" I hear the confusion in Lee's voice. "I... just have a headache sorry for scaring you Lee" I lied. She says ok and starts to head to her room. Once she was gone I apologized "I.. I'm Sorry" I hear my voice crack and head to my room.


As I am laying on my bed I hear the door open and Conner walks in and sits on his bed. "What's wrong bro" he asked, "It's happening again" I mumbled into my pillow. I look up and his green eyes looking through his glasses right into my eyes. I see him pull a white thing out of a baggie and once he lights it I instantly knew it was marijuana. He takes a hit off of the joint. He reaches it out towards me "Ya want some? It might make you feel better" I shake my head no. "You know that shits bad for you right?" He sucks in "Not scientifically proven" he says. "Jesus Conner think about it you are smoking weed at the age of sixteen" I exclaimed. "Cal the hell down Damey-Boy, It's helping me relieve stress". In that moment  felt a weird timed Deja-Vu or maybe I was contact high. "Conner put it out your getting me high, you know wed is the gateway drug!" I whispered so that I don't wake up Carson. "Yeah for idiot drug addicts" he jokes. I start thinking about my father and feel a tear drip down my face, "I'm sorry bro I didn't mean.." "It's fine dude just please put it out and get some freaking spray" I interrupted.


After he sprays the room Lee walks in to say goodnight. "Jeez bro did you let out a huge fart" she said pinching her nose, apparently the spray doesn't work very well. I raise my eyebriws at Conner until suddenly I see James's (Damin's Father) face instead of Conner's. With the look of terror on my face James/Conner asks me whats wrong. Was it the weed? Or am I just having a panic attack? Then I see my moms face instead of Lee's and my whole body starts shaking. Next thing I know I am five again and dad was home drunk yelling at me. "IT'S ALL YOUR FAULT! YOU TOOK MY BEAUTIFUL LILY AWAY FROM ME" "I'm s- sorry d-dad" I cried. He throws a beer bottle at my back fr the third time this week. I feel the glass scratch my back as I bleed. I see him make a fist and I get scared. "No pl-please d-dad I want mo-mommy" I say between sobs but that makes him even more mad. "NO! SHUT THE HELL UP YOU DON'T GET TO TALK ABOUT HER!" He screams as he pushes me to the ground and kicks me over and over again.


When I snap out of it I am on the floor and Conner is shaking me back and forth to wake me up. unfortunately when I wake I still see James's face on Conner's so I got scared and slapped him in the face. He staggers back, shocked and hurt, then asks if I am ok. "Shit... Conner I am so..." I started until  saw Lee with scared eyes sitting on my bed. I screwed up, I let her see my bad side, what the hell do I do now? I scared her... I really am horrible. As I am thinking I feel Lee hug me and I look down to see her crying into my chest. I pat her blind hair and I smell lavender just like what my moms old desk used to smell like. I started crying and just couldn't stop. I didn't notice that Conner had left until he came back with my pill bottle. "time for bed Lee" I said but she was asleep just laying on my chest. "She passes out super fast just like dad" Conner said as I stood up holding Lee bridal style. I bring her back to her room and tuck her in. The worst part of all of this is that it's completely normal for everyone but Lee. It's normal for me to freak out and slap my best friend who was just trying to help me. What the actual hell is wrong with me?


A/N Kind of a sad chapter sorry about that but we are learning more about Damin and his father.





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