Inhale

Chapter 10:

Corey's head pounded as he blinked slowly. He gently sat up in a daze. He slowly looked at his surroundings.

Where was he?

He looked down at the quilt, it was silver and quite thick. The room was fairly big and there was a dresser and a mirror that sat in there on the carpet under a small window.

He blinked a couple times. Seriously where was he?

He looked back down to see a water bottle and blankets.

He felt his chest ache as his heart started to beat faster.

He had no clue to where he was, where his stuff was or even his friends. It looked posh and the stuff looked rich.

He looked at his clothes and sighed in relief that they hadnt gone missing or something but he couldnt stop shaking at the idea that someone could be planning on hurting him if they hadn't already.

He chewed on his nail as he saw the cloest was painted a shiny white and the walls were grey.

The window showed outside was wet and rainy. But he would have rather been in that then here where he didnt know what was going on.

He couldnt remember anything over the last few days. Surly he didnt go home with someone. No, he wouldnt. He would always make sure to leave on a one night stand and that only ever happened once. The rest of the times where in bathrooms and sweaty cars or outside somewhere.

He couldnt believe he got himself in this situation as his breathes started to get laboured and he clutched his chest trying to stop the pain of his heart beating so frantically against it.

Who took him and what did they want and why did they want him?

He felt tears roll down his face from fear. He had no clue what was going on and he wanted to go home. Well home..more like back to his tent. But still he missed his friends who at this point where more like family. He wanted to see them and for them to tell him he was safe.

He could he anywhere..even at-

The door opened but he couldnt see who was standing there as the tears made his eye sight blurry.

He felt himself gasping as they moved closer to him.

"Corey?!"

That voice.

He looked up as his eyesight cleared.

"Corey what's wrong?"

"Joey?"

Joey still looked concerned "what happened? Are you okay?"

Corey wiped his tears with the back of his hand sniffing. He nodded gently feeling still a little too overwhelmed to conversate.

Joey placed a hand on Corey's forehead as corey pulled away immediately.

Joey looked at him "you seem a little warm. Would you like something to drink?"

Corey blinked at him and shook his head.

Joey sighed "you're dehydrated. You're gonna want some water."

Corey went wide eyed "why am I here?" His voice was hoarse

Joey raised a lack of eyebrow "because you were on the streets."

"I know..." corey said "but why am I here?"

Joey looked at him "dont you remember?" Asked a bit hardly.

Corey flinched at Joey's tone and shook his head quickly. He really couldnt call anything to his brain.

Joey blinked at corey flinching not sure to why he would as he sighed "you where really ill. You overdosed apparently and then ate something with poison in it. You didnt come to practise so me and sid went to look for you because I knew something wasnt right. We found you and we were told you could die so I brought you back here to rest you up." Joey explained