Addicted

Chapter 1: The Party

       The, chill evening March wind fills the doorway as I step inside the back door of Bobbie Harrison's house. A large two story White House with a red door and blue shingling on the windows, at the end of a long curvy dirt road in the middle of nowhere. I guess it is a perfect location to have a party, but it's so far out. When I make my way to the living room, a cloud of smoke hits me in the face. The stench of old weed and beer fills my nostrils. I can't see two feet in front of my face, the room is full of people drinking and smoking, and can't hear anything over the blare of the speakers. I can't believe I let Marie and Sophie, my best friends since first grade, talk me into going to this party. I have barely made it into the room when I am tackled. "Dru!!!! What took you so long?", Marie shouts as she releases me. Her long straight black hair in a high ponytail which shifted a little from her attack. She is obviously drunk, and the smell of vodka on her breath doesn't make it any better. Her red crop top is stained with some unknown liquid, and she has on her favorite pair of white high waisted jeans, that shows off her dark complexion. After I help her regain her balance, I state, "I was debating even coming...I have better things i could be doing". She rolls her big brown eyes at me "You are two months away from graduation and you are a honors student. You deserve a little fun." she pouted. I sighed, she's right I have been focused on nothing but school recently, but my idea of fun would have been ordering pizza and watching reruns of criminal minds with her and Sophie. Speaking of Sophie, "Where is Sophie?", I shout to Marie over the loud music. "She's in one of the back rooms with Michael." She shouted back. Michael was Sophie's boy toy. One day they were together and the next they weren't. I thought she was just with him because he was a good kisser, because I couldn't think of any other reason why she would. He was just like every other jock at our school. Michael had thick blonde hair that he kept combs back, his light blue eyes could put you in a trans, and he was lean and muscular from the years of football and weight lifting. Okay so maybe I do see why she's with him, but he's not the brightest crayon in the box. He's a senior still taking sophomore classes. 

      Marie and I, made our way down the long slender hallway, having to push our way through couples making out. We made sure to knock on every door, so we didn't walk in on anything we didn't want to see. "Wrap it before you tap it", Marie would yell as she pounded on the door. Henry was coming from the opposite direction. His jet black hair in a curly mess as always and emerald green eyes staring straight ahead. He's nothing like the other guys at school, he's never played a sport in his life but working construction with his father has left him lean and muscular. Henry is quiet and a Outkast, but he gets along with everyone. He is one of the hottest guys at school, all the girls drool over him, but honestly I wouldn't give him a second look. Even though all the girls like him, I've never seen him in a relationship. His only downside is that he has a bad temper and does a number of drugs. We have gone to school together since he moved here in fourth grade, and we are in the same friend group at school, so are paths cross a lot, and I've learned to deal with him. Also, he definitely knows how to throw a great party. Not to mention, the huge crush he had on me in fifth grade, and when he chased me around the playground with a dead lizard on a stick. I holler over the music, "Hey, Robert have you seen Sophie?" He hates being called by his real name, but I'm the only one that can get away with it. He rolled his eyes, smirked, and yelled, "She's on the back porch Drusilla." I shudder at the sound of my real name, no one ever calls me by it. That's where I get my nickname Dru. He does it just to get under my skin. I nod my reply, as Marie pulls my to the back porch. The chill wind hits me as I step out onto the fenced in back porch. Under all the smoke I see Sophie, dancing on Michael. Her short red curls bounce around her face as she moves side to side. Her face is beaming and her usually dark green eyes are shining as she laughs at something Michael said. He has his muscular arms wrapped around her tiny waist and his face is in his neck. Sophie looks so little compared to him. She has on one of my shirts, a cropped t-shirt with WILD CHILD written on it, and a pair of red ripped jeans. Marie has disappeared, probably going to refill her cup, so I make my way across the porch to meet up with Sophie. Her eyes meet mine when I break through the crowd of people. "Dru!!!", Sophie yelled as she ran to me, tackling me, and almost knocking me off balance. What is with my friends and tackling me I thought. She throws her arms around me again and I notice that she is drunk too. I guess I'll be the designated driver like always. "Dru, your here", she slurs. "Yeah, I've been here for a while looking for you.", I state. She still has a grip on me as if trying to keep herself from falling. "Why were you looking for me?" she looked left then right "and where is Marie?", she asked. I noticed that Marie hadn't made to back over to us, "I didn't see you when I walked in and was just wondering where you were. I don't know where she is, she was with me a minute ago." 

      Someone pulls me from behind, spins me around, and I open my eyes to see Bobbie. He had a panicked look on his face. "What's wrong?", I ask concerned. "Marie is getting sick in the living room.", he shudders. I let go of Sophie and rush through the door and down the hallway to the living room. When I make it to the living room and see Marie laying on the floor in a pool her her own vomit. I gag as a bend down and nudge her. "MARIE" , I shout. She doesn't budge, I try again, still nothing, I grab her shoulders and lift her up to her feet, she doesn't speak ,but she lifts her head to look at me. I half guide, half dragged her to the bathroom. "What happened." ,she slurs as I sit her on the edge of the tub as I run the bath water. "You got sick, honey." I state. I stripped her of her vomit covered clothes and sat her in the bathtub. She didn't put up a fight as i washed all the vomit off her face and out of her hair. I rinsed the vomit off her shirt and it didn't get on her pants too bad. I stood her up, dried her off, and dressed her. "You owe me big time" ,I huff at her. She mumbles nonsense under her breathe. I lead her out the bathroom, through the front door ,and into my car. Once she is settled in, I close the door and go back inside to get Sophie. When I get inside Sophie is no where in sight ,but the who;e room has fell silent. The music has stopped playing and everyone is quiet.

      "BANG-BANG-BANG" comes from the hallway. I can hear Sophie screaming and beating on the door. I run down the hallway, and by the time I got there, Sophie was nose to nose with Micheal. Standing behind Micheal in the doorway of the bedroom is Vennasa half-naked. One of the biggest whores at our school, and at Karter-Hill High School that was saying something. "What the hell are you doing in there with her!" she snapped. The vein on her forehead was visible, her face turning bright red. "Babe, we weren't doing anything, your just tripping." he said softly as he tried to stroke her face. She grabbed his hand before it could touch her and slung it down with such force that it almost knocked her off her feet. "Come on now. Don't be like this. You know you are going to regret it" Micheal warns. "Its over between us...hope you have fun getting std from your little whore." she hissed. Sophie turns to walk away, "Whatever B***h, she's better then you anyways." he mumbles. SMACK!!! In a blink of an eye, Sophie slaps Micheal leaving a bright red hand print on his right cheek. He fell back into the bedroom and lands on Vennasa. Sophie storms towards me, I put my arm around her shoulder and guide her to the door. She holds up, until I got her in the car and down the road. Then the flood gates broke. She was wailing in the back seat and mumbling under her breath. I look over in the passenger seat, and Marie is sound asleep. I don't see how she is still asleep after all the noise in the back. After a few minutes, I can hear soft snores coming from the back seat. Sophie must have cried her self to sleep I thought. I drive the rest of the way in silence. First, i drop Marie off at her house. I pull in her driveway, get out, and practically carry her to the door. I know her parents always leave the door unlocked for her on nights she goes out. I open the door, take her to her room, and put her to bed. I lock the door on my way out. Next, I'm at Sophie's house, I carry her inside and put her to bed. I think to myself, ill be dealing with a hot mess in the moring, when she sobers up. I glance at the clock on the dash, it reads 2 o'clock a.m., my mind drifts off, and I drive the rest of the way home in silence.