HIS ADDICTION

CH2 : He's addicted!?!

"he's addicted!?!" was all I could get out as I soaked in all she said "he has to go to rehab I mean what could I possibly do, addiction isn't a small case anything can happen anytime with an addict" I said tears rushing to my eyes, I couldn't believe my goofy cuddly best friend was a drug addict "is it drug addiction" I asked praying and hoping she says no "he said he just took anything that made him feel good but mostly heroin or sometimes indian hemp" she said tears running down her eyes "how long?" I asked "two months" she replied

"he's fresh, we can still help him" I said comforting her "I checked online the effects of heroin and what I saw horrible its highly addictive Nicole I'm scared what if we can't help him?" she asked sobbing "we can and we will, I'll be here with both of you everyday" I said stroking her back as she cried

"I'll stay with him tonight seeing as he may not wake up till tomorrow just get some rest since he's willing we'll all talk about it when he's sober" I said standing up to go to room

As I walked to his room all I could think about was the fact that he was addicted, I couldn't understand and some part of me couldn't believe it, what could have made a person as sweet and kind as Seth turn to drugs for numbing his pain? Had his sisters death changed him that much? Was it that much of a burden to him? Why wasn't I there for him? We all just left him to deal with his shit himself.

When I got to his room and opened the door he was still sleeping so I lay down beside him and watched him sleep, at one point my hands found it's way into his hair and I began stroking his head and he seemed to enjoy it because he leaned in, so I continued and when I gently pulled he groaned and pulled me closer to him so his head was now resting on my breast in a very sexual way but I didn't mind, in this position I just thought every thing through and I asked my self what if we can't help him, the thought was enough to make me cry myself to sleep

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When I woke up the bed was empty and I panicked and literarily ran down the stairs screaming Seth's name and praying he hasn't gone back to wherever he came from yesterday and believe me I was shocked when I saw him in the kitchen eating the whole goddamn fridge, was this some kind of side effect or was he also addicted to food

"are you frozen or stupid" Seth's husky voice asked me as he raised a perfect eyebrow, he had never spoken to me in such a rude way before, he always pampered me when we were still BFF's, is this another side effect?

'well if you don't say something soon he will think you're a creep too' my subconscious said to me "good morning" I blurted out the first thing that came to me and luckily for me it wasn't something embarrassing

"good morning to you too, first things first why were you in my bed when I woke up, I swear I was this close to throwing you out the window" he said pinching his thumb and index finger together to emphasis his point and I swear the seriousness on his face and in his voice scared the shit out of me

"I'm sorry" I said in quiet voice and looked anywhere but him because the last thing I want is this 6'2 hung over guy strangling me

"are you scared of me" he asked now standing in front of me "N..no" I said looking at my suddenly super interesting feet when I felt a warm finger on my cheek, Seth trailed his fingers down my face to the crook of my neck "then look at me" he said in a softer voice and I did as he said

he looked soo different now that I study him, he has a scar on his left eye brow that wasn't there before, he also has piercings on his right eye brow, lip, ear and when he talked I noticed one metal on his tongue, he also had tattoo's on his right sleeve, his back up to his neck and they disappear into his sweat pants

"that's better" he said looking down at me with a smirk on his face "did I do anything to you yesterday?" he asked nonchalantly "apart from crushing me with your weight and holding me like a priced possession, nope" I said hoping to lighten the mood but he just stared at me emotionlessly "you should go home" he said dragging me to the door

"wait please I need to talk to you" I begged but he just held my wrist tighter and kept on dragging me to the door "Seth please you're hurting me" I choked out trying hard not to let tears slip, believe me his grip is as hard as fuck and I was surprised that he didn't still release me, it was like he couldn't hear me, I never knew him to be this violent.

"Seth let go of her, can't you see you're hurting her" his mother's voice rang out from the top of the stairs causing him to stop and release my hand and some would expect him to be apologetic at least but all I could see on his face was anger and soo much hate that I began to wonder what my crime could be.

"what is she doing here?" he asked his mum "she's here to help Seth if you want to get over this thing you have to stop pushing those willing to help away" she said

"I don't need her help mom, I agreed to try but it has nothing to do with her she has to stay out of this it's none of her business" he said and left

"I think I should go, he doesn't look like he wants me here and I don't want to come in between you not at a time like this" I said and attempted to leave

"no matter what you do don't give up on him please he needs you more than you think" she told me, I nodded "bye I'll come around when I can, thanks for telling me and trusting me" I said and walked to my car wondering what I could have done for Seth to hate me so much.