Parasitic Psychosis

Part 5: Aftershock

Part V: Aftershock

Year -4

Sydd is sitting in the rehab center in his room. He looks at his roommate and says, "I hate it here!"

"Well, it's not all bad..."

"Yes it is! I don't have a fucking problem! It's my birthday next week and I want to celebrate, but I can't because I'm here. It's going to be my last year as a minor and I wanna get annihilated! I've been in this place 5 times in the last two years, and it obviously hasn't worked. The hell with it, I'm leaving again, this is bullshit." He packs his bags and heads toward the doorway. He stops and turns around, looks at his roommate and says, "Rat me out and I'll slit your fucking throat."

"Y-yes S-Sydd." He sneaks out through the back and manages to leave via his usual escape route. He makes his way to Carissa's house and knocks on the door. She answers it and stares at him.

"I thought you were in rehab?" she asks.

"I-uh, finished."

"No you didn't, you told me that the last two times you broke out."

"Look, I-"

"Save it, I don't wanna hear it. We're through."

"Fine whatever, see ya bitch." and she slams the door in his face. He decides to walk home. When he gets there, he opens the door and as soon as he does, his parents are staring at him.

"What are you doing here?" Moxxie asks.

"I'm done."

"Well, then, let's see the certificate. How come we weren't informed?"

"Uh-"

"You broke out again, didn't you?" his father asks. Sydd doesn't respond.

"One year left." Moxxie says.

"You have two choices: either you go back to rehab willingly, or we'll have the cops do it. Your choice." Sydd sr. says.

"Alright, fine. I'll go back."

"I'll drive you." Moxxie says, so she takes him back to the rehab and waits until he's inside before pulling away. Sydd immediately runs out and heads in the opposite direction and runs down the street as fast as he possibly can. He keeps darting in and out of things, trying to constantly hide. He finally slows down and finally reaches Rob's house. He knocks on the door and Rob answers the door.

"What can I do for you, Sydd?"

"Listen, I broke out of rehab again and my parents won't let me back home until I finish. Can I stay here with you for a little while till things cool down?"

"Yeah, sure man, whatever you need. My parents won't mind, they're constantly drunk and high anyway."

Sydd/Rob

"Thanks, man." Sydd says.

"Sure, no problem. Hey, how bout since your birthday is coming up and you're not in rehab, let's make this a week-long adventure full of honeys, drugs, booze, and irresponsible fun, huh?"

"That sounds amazing."

"Cool. To start things up, I have some horse, weed, and coke upstairs."

"Aren't you still on probation?"

"So are you."

"Good point, let's do this shit!" So they go upstairs to Rob's room and do lines and smoke. "Oh, I needed that!"

"Yeah, good shit, good shit. Here's one bag of horse and a gram of weed for later."

"ROBERT! What the fu-fuck is going on up there? Who- who's up there?" Rob hears his mom yell from downstairs.