After that night behind the dumpster, I’m scared out of my mind to sleep on the street. The day after I witnessed the stabbing in the alley, I went back to Nick and washing dishes.
At least I know I can get food from there and have money for drugs. The drugs I get around here aren’t high quality. The high wears off much faster than I’m used to, which I hate, because then that leaves too much time for thinking.
It’s the middle of June now, which means Audrey graduated high school. I wonder what college she’ll be going to. I’m sure it’s a great one, she has a hell of a talent.
I wonder if her and Brie are still not talking, or if maybe now that I’m gone, they made up?
I wonder a bunch of things, like what Brody is up to, what his senior year will be like. It’s crazy, I know, but I miss school. I’m going to miss senior year. I miss Milton, his junkyard. I wonder what will happen to it now. Brody and I had big dreams once.
Now, I’m a drug addict, a meth head. I think these things as I pull out my straw, make a line of meth on the restaurant's stainless-steel counter. I found a small window in the basement the other day while hauling up supplies for Nick.
I decided to unlock it, so I can sneak back in after Nick locks up at night.
Now, I have my sleeping bag spread out on the kitchen floor, my belly's full of French fries and a milkshake, my line of meth is ready to go. I lean over, snort the silky white powder.
My head falls back of its own accord, I close my eyes waiting for the best feeling in the world to come over me.
Ahh, I can get through anything now.
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The Truth About Life
Teen FictionChase and Audrey's lives are turned upside down by their parents' divorce. Chase turns to drugs, Audrey feels like there's no one to turn to, until a new boy moves in next door, showing her life is still full of goodness, if we only look up. Olivia...
