Breaking A Cycle

Night 7: Recovery

After that incident, Goldie sat down and talked with me.

"What the hell. I TOLD you that I wouldn't leave you. I told you that if you needed anything you could come to me," She said as she put her hand on the side of my face.

We were in the Parts and Service room. She was sitting in a chair at the corner of a table. I was leaning against the wall. 

"You wanna go into my head? Go ahead, but I'm warning you. I'm not that kid anymore... My head is filled with ways to kill, hurt, and protect people... It's filled with death..." I say looking up.

"I'm not saying that you're the same kid. I'm saying that if you have shit like that in your head. You need to come to one of us. Three of us know you better than anyone in this restaurant. Even if Spring could just give you a hug it might help. Mary could take away the pain... even if it's only for that moment. I've put you to sleep before...I can do it again," she says as she cups my face in her hands, forcing me to look at her. 

"Putting me to sleep doesn't help the problem Goldie..."

"Then what do I do?" She sounded scared for the first time ever.

It never hit me how much I meant to her and the other two...

"I don't know..." I hung my head threw my hands up.

"Well, we're gonna have to figure it out... This CAN NOT continue past today... I want to see you get better..." she said as her hands fell to her sides and a single tear began to form in the corner of her left eye.

"I know... I know..."

"So, what do you wanna do?"

"I'll see what I can do... That's my only option."

"You better figure it out. Because I'm not above paralyzing you if it keeps you alive."

"Thanks," I say as I embrace her.

She felt warm to the touch, and soft. Goldie was like one of those people that was the friend counselor that somehow knew the solution to every problem. There wasn't a whole lot she couldn't help you through.

We began to walk out as she put an arm around me. She held me to her side as her and I stepped through the door.

Pup met us almost immediately outside of the door. She put her forehead to mine and then hugged me, rubbing my back softly.

"I think I'm okay." I say resting my head on her shoulder and wrapping my arms around her.

"I need you ro know, not think you know," she said into my ear at whisper volume.

She eventually let me go. The night was awkward and full of tension. Not much else happened after that. Not a word was really said.

I walked out of the pizzeria that morning for the first time feeling like I fucked up. Feeling like I through a wrench in a million dollar machine and I was going to have to pay for it.

Luckily I made it home with no trouble and laid down. I didn't change, nor did I bother to make anything for breakfast. I closed my eyes, and drifted off to sleep. I could've sworn I felt someone wrap their arms around me and lay their head on my chest. For once I felt like today was going to get better... At least I hoped so...

A/N:
Yes, I have a sporadic schedule, sorry about it, I am trying to get back into watrpad. My job is physically exhausting most days, I work as a shop hand for a filtration company, and I don't have a lot of time to write a whole lot. I am going to try and keep the stories as much as I can! Sorry for the short chapter.