Sixteen with a Drug Addiction

Chapter Five

Before i start this chapter, I just really want to apologise for the delay in updating. Am currently in my second semester of univeristy and things have started to settle into a routine again! I have  been flat out doing exams and also went away during my mid-year break so of course had no time to update been without internet connection and enjoying the much needed sun as Australia is freezing in winter! 

Hope to be able to make updates more regular now but don't hold me to it! This chapter will be extremly quick and have a few errors as I am writing this in my class but will go back to pr-writing before I post! 

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Jay and I started talking at my locker which led to going to the cafteria after school and our conversation. He wasn't very open about who he was and what he was doing here but I felt as if I knew him and we connected really well. I learnt that he liked cars and had three but if you asked me to list five things I learnt, I could only tell you that.

I don't know what our three hour converstaiton consisted of but it only stopped when I got a phone call from my brother's school saying they hadn't been picked up and I had half an hour to get there before their after school hours cared closed. I embarassingly picked up my backpack and told Jay I had to go. I didn't go into deep detail as to why it was my job to pick my brothers up, I believed that we both seemed to have our deep dark secrets that weren't ready to be shared yet.

After I picked my brothers up we went past the chicken shop to grab some dinner. Upon returning home, i couldn't get Jay out of my mind. It wasn't his looks but more the fact that I didn't know anything about him even after three hours of continuous chatter. All kinds of scenarios came to mind as to what his life may be like, even the stupidest ideas came to mind like he was a spy or he was one of those bad boys who walked around a night with his hood on and doing strange withcery stuff that belongeded to that kind of gang. Not knowing anything, it was fun coming up with these potential ideas.

I attempted doing my homework but after an hour of continous story procastinating, I gave up and went down stairs. My brothers were in bed and I had the house quietly to myself with everyone upstairs. I checked to see if there was enough washing to do a load but I decided I was to tired to wait for a load to finish. I sat on the big L shaped couch in our loungeroom that seemed to have been untouched for the past six months except by the boys of the morning when eating breakfast. I took a moment to run my hands over the seude that was moving different directions against my hand.

I turned on the television to watch whatever was on. There was nothing on besides a Law and Order episode and decided that would do. I was always highly intergued as to their work and found it rather interesting but unsure that I would be able to do that my entire life. That was until I remembered that my 'special' stuff is what got me through a day and made anything possible. 

I sat up and walked over to sit on the floor beside the table in which had my draw that contained my lifesaver. I carefully opened it, looking over my shoulder to make sure that my brothers hadn't come down. I pulled out my little pipe and set it nicely on the table and than continued to pull out my favourite little white powder. It looked like snow and that's what made me think that it was okay. i loved the snow and couldn't help but think back to our family vacation at Mount Hotham where we spent two weeks skiing and snowbaording. It was the last time that our family was together and it was than we were all still smiling and having fun, drinking hot chocoalte and roasting marshmellows in the fireplace in the lodge we were staying at.

I put some of the coke out on the table and picked up my pipe, I went to put it closer to my nose and there was a knock at the door. I couldn't imagine it would be anyone important so I left my stuff on the table. I sighed as I picked myself of the floor and walked to the front door.

I turend the front light on and tossed my hair in the mirror and opened the door. It was Jay. This boy standing on my front porch in his black skinny jeans and a white t-shirt, smiling with the blondest hair and the deepest green eyes. He looked right at me and said "hi". I wasn't sure what to reply but I somehow managed to reply with hi too.

He looked at me and it suddenly dawned on me to ask him in. He smiled and walked through. I went to walk to the lounge when I remembered I hadn't packed up and quickly diverted to the kitchen. We seated next to each other on the breakfast bar stools in an awkaward silence before I finally asked whether he wanted something to eat or drink. After pouing us each a drink we continued talking but still without him leading onto anything about him or his life.

We talked for about an hour before we got fidgety and he started to move around. I tried to avoid the loungeroom but he went over to the couch. I walked around the otherside of the couch and sat down next to him hoping he didn't notice my little mess. He said nothing so I assumed it was all okay. He grabbed my hand and studied it. He traced the lines all around, he traced the outlines and massaged it before he set it back down and turned to me. He looked at me in a way that made me want to blush and smile like crazy so instead I interruppted the moment and asked how he found out where I lived.

He never gave me a direct answer other than the fact that he knew little things about people. I wasn't sure what that meant but I went with the flow. He looked at his watch and realised the time. He politelty got up, pulling me up with him and we walked to the front door. He asked me if he could take me on a date tomorrow night. I wasn't sure what to think but I wasn't going to decline. I had a lot to learn about him and I wanted to find out more to his creepy little ways of knowing 'little things' about people. I closed the door as he walked down my front path.

I pushed my back up against the door and took a deep breath. I wasn't sure what I had just done and wasn't sure whether it was the right thing considering my addiciton and my current family situation. I turned off the front light before returning to my table. I sat cross-legged beside it and picked up my pipe before inhaling and feeling my rush of excitement. I packed it up as if it had never happened and went up to bed. I knew tomorrow would be differnet and this would be a turn for me and my current emotional and wellbeing status. Whether it would be a good thing or whether it would make things harder was another part. I just hopped I wouldn't have to give up my addiciton or go without.