Hollywood (我就是好莱坞) Part I

CHAPTER 14 - BAD TIMING

"Hurry up and eat, then I'll take you home. You've been yawning for a while, I know you're tired."

Drew took a sip of juice, and gave Eric a charming glance: "You want to take me home ? Sure, I really don't mind."

"Cough..." Eric chocked and quickly covered his mouth with a napkin as he stared fiercely at her, this little girl was really wanton.

A few minutes passed and Eric gradually found out that Drew was eating slower then less and less, and finally, even her hands started to tremble slightly when she held her knife and fork.

He was about to ask her if she felt uncomfortable anywhere, when he suddenly remembered about some people from his past life, and seeing her now, he was soon sure of it: Drew's addiction was acting up.

Such bad timing, Eric smiled bitterly as he looked at Drew who was doing her best to endure, he quickly shouted: "Waiter, the bill !"

He just wanted to leave as soon as possible right now. Although Drew's drug addiction matter was not a secret anymore as it had been discussed by many and relayed by even the newspapers, there wasn't any tangible proof to show for it. In many people's hearts, Drew was still the cute girl who kissed the alien in E.T. If it was found that she was having a seizure in public or even be photographed, that would be a severe blow to her image.

After settling the bill, Eric looked at the slightly absent-minded girl and said: "Drew, let's go, I'll take you home."

They went out of the restaurant holding each other's arms, and when Eric felt her petite body trembling against his, he couldn't help but feel pity.

In the car, Drew huddled shivering in the passenger seat, and as soon as Eric started the car she said: "Eric, can you help me buy... buy..."

"No." Eric categorically refused: "Drew, bear with me alright ? I'll send you home so tell me your address."

"No!" Drew hastily shook her head as she suddenly shouted hysterically: "I don't want to go home, if that woman sees me like this, she'll definitely sent me to rehab, I won't go back, I won't go back !"

Eric quickly reassured her: "Alright, we won't go there." He then started the car and drove towards his home.

Parking in the garage, Eric brought the completely confused Drew into his bedroom.

"Eric, Eric, I beg you... I beg you please buy me some of ......" Drew was shrinking in his arms as she grabbed his collar and pleaded in tears.

"No, Drew, I can't do that, it will only make things worse."

Bleeeegh –

Even a beautiful little girl wouldn't look good when she vomited. The steak that had just been eaten was regurgitated all over the bed and some of it even splashed on Eric as the room was quickly filled with an unpleasant smell.

Eric frowned slightly, but looking the half-unconscious girl struggling in her own mess, his expression softened.

He pulled off the dirty sheets, then found a towel as he picked Drew up and started to carefully wipe the vomit off of her.

Feeling the coolness on her forehead, Drew slightly came to, she caught Eric again and muttered while shivering: "You... If you don't help me buy..... I, you...."

Eric hugged her and said: "Drew, you need to endure it, taking those things will just have the opposite effect. You don't need any, you're strong, you're the lucky girl who kissed an alien, remember ?"

"I.... am not....a.... lucky girl..."

Eric didn't know how to deal with those kind of things. Although he had also encountered several drug addicts in his past life, he had never found himself in a similar situation. At this time, he thought his body's temperature might be of some help to her, so he hugged Drew in his arms and kept stroking her back in an attempt to make her feel better.