Recovery

Chapter 1- Where it all began...

I walked into the large, cold, loud room. I didn't want to be here, but I knew it would help. The door slammed shut, drawing unwanted attention my way. Everyone looked at me, and instead of turning away, they kept staring and started whispering among them self's. "She's so young!" A lady with grey messy hair hollered at me. I walked over to a seat with my name on it and sat down. I got on my phone and texted my foster mom.

I don't want to be here...

Do you need me to walk in and stay with you?

No... just keep the car running. I'll go first and leave fast.

Okay.

A middle aged man with glasses and nice hair walked up to the podium and cleared his throat.

"Hello. My name is Adam."

"Hi Adam." The whole group except me answered in unison. "Today, I'm here to guide this group. We are here to listen to your story. Do we have anyone who wants to go-"

I jolted my hand up, wanting to leave as fast as possible.

"Okay, come on up." Adam said.

I walked up and adjusted the small microphone to my taller height.

"Hello, uh, my name is Ava."

Hello Ava." The group said.

"Uh, I am here for a pretty bad drug addiction. It started when my mother died, I was 15. She was my everything after my dad left us for a job that landed him across the United States with a big tit blonde. I didn't have any other family so I was put into foster care where I met this guy. His name was Robby, and I should have realized he would have been robbing me of my life." I let out a little chuckled trying to make the harshness a little lighter. People just looked creeped out at this point and I dropped my smile and continued "At this point I had been 16 for about a month, then hooked me up with this drug that I had to inject with a needle. I didn't know then that I would nearly O.D, only four months later. I landed in the hospital where my heart actually stopped beating for an entire minute... it doesn't seem that long, but imagine being dead for a minute. It's scary... but when I woke up I saw something... someone... who set me straight." I said to the group.

"Was it God?" A lady in the back asks.

"No, it was myself. I woke up and saw a mirror on the ceiling. I saw myself laying on the table while two men who didn't even know me gave a huge smile in relief that I was alive. That showed me that someone cared enough to save my life. I didn't think I had that, but these guys showed me that was not true." I replied.

"How long have you been sober?" A man in front asked.

"Only four months, but I get to go back to school next week. One of my friends who had to watch me destroy myself is waiting for me eagerly." I answered.

"How old are you?" Another man called from the back.

"16, only three months until I'm 17" I said.

"Who do you live with now?" Adam asked.

"I live with my foster mom, Olivia." I answered begging to feel over whelmed. "Please no more questions." I walked off the little stage thing and walked out while the group applauded for me.

I didn't bother sitting through the rest of the groups sad stories. I texted Olivia telling her I was ready. I opened the rather large doors to find her sitting right in front waiting for me.
I let out a sigh and got in.

"I hate it and I don't want to go back." I said closing the door.

"You know you were only in there for ten minutes." She said with a smile on her face. She's always smiling, even when she's sad she's smiling. She probably even sleeps with a smile on her face.

"What's making you happy?" I asked.

"You tried and I'm proud of you, but you needed to do this to even be able to get into school next week." She said turning down streets.

"Next week?" I asked.

"Yep." She said.

"Today is Saturday. Do you mean Monday?!" I asked excited.

"Yep." She said again.

"Oh my gosh, Olivia! Thank you so much!" I nearly jumped out of my seat. Being isolated for two months is a lot. School, hopefully, will be nice.

"You're welcome hon. Welcome home." She said looking away from the road for a split second and giving me a grin then looking back. "We're going to the mall now."