Post by loekie on Mar 27, 2009 0:49:19 GMT 1
The blonde looked around this… awful place. He didn’t enjoy coming here, but he, it was close to his house and had booze. What more did one need really? He could easily ignore the sleaziness of the place and the women that were trying to catch his attention. He just rested his head on one of his hands just staring ahead blankly.
James sighed as he ran a hand through his hair. How long would he be able to keep this up? It was just too much for anyone to take wasn’t it? He yawned and took a deep drag from his cigarette. This was seriously starting to become old. Everyday the same old dance, and he was getting pretty fed up with it. He knew he had to pull it together though, and soon, or else this would just slowly kill him. He sighed staring ahead blankly. The blonde ordered a new drink as someone now sat next to him.
“Don’t kill yourself” a now familiar voice came from beside him.
The blonde smirked “if only” he muttered shaking his head before glancing at the boy over his shoulder. Why did he care anyway? They barely knew each-other It confused the hell out of the southerner. The boy turned his head slightly “so what brings you down here?” he asked. He downed another shot and finally the booze was starting to have the desired numbing effect as the other now ordered a drink as well. He knew it wasn’t smart… drinking oneself into oblivion, hell… he still had to get home right? But could one really blame him for wanting one carefree night? Just one night without having to think about his next move. He yawned glad the alcohol had numbed the throbbing in his head.. Those damn people had not picked up the painkiller the doctor had survived. It wasn’t as if the boy couldn’t handle it, cause well, he had dealt with a great deal worse. He sighed turning to the kid beside him “how’s that shoulder?” he asked as he had seen that it had been bothering the other teen. Reading people had become second nature to him.
It had also been the way he had know something had been wrong when he had come home from school and his mother had been sitting in the kitchen…
“Hey sweetie” she had smiled
“Mommy” he smiled climbing in the chair next to the pretty blonde young woman. His mother handed him some cookies and lemonade. She smiled at him “honey, you’re going to have to stay with your grandparents for a few days alright sweetie?”. The youngster shrugged “why?” he had questioned but his mother had avoided that question like the plague. The blonde however had known something was wrong and when he had come back, he could almost taste the stress and misery in the air. He had been afraid to say something though and had just done as he had been told, something he had continued doing for quit some time in order to escape punishment. When he had realized it didn’t work, he had done a 180 and completely gone of track, and why shouldn’t he? At least that gave him some amusement and relief.
He turned to the boy beside him again still wondering what the boy was doing here. Had he been looking for him? Not that he cared… he was curious. He blew out some more smoke glancing around the place again. There had to be another dealer in this town hadn’t there? Ah no bother. He’d just go find one later. He downed another drink still fully intent on getting pissed of his ass and just stumble home and pass out on the bed…
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((Soo sorry this sucks soo bad.. but I was just soo tired...))
James sighed as he ran a hand through his hair. How long would he be able to keep this up? It was just too much for anyone to take wasn’t it? He yawned and took a deep drag from his cigarette. This was seriously starting to become old. Everyday the same old dance, and he was getting pretty fed up with it. He knew he had to pull it together though, and soon, or else this would just slowly kill him. He sighed staring ahead blankly. The blonde ordered a new drink as someone now sat next to him.
“Don’t kill yourself” a now familiar voice came from beside him.
The blonde smirked “if only” he muttered shaking his head before glancing at the boy over his shoulder. Why did he care anyway? They barely knew each-other It confused the hell out of the southerner. The boy turned his head slightly “so what brings you down here?” he asked. He downed another shot and finally the booze was starting to have the desired numbing effect as the other now ordered a drink as well. He knew it wasn’t smart… drinking oneself into oblivion, hell… he still had to get home right? But could one really blame him for wanting one carefree night? Just one night without having to think about his next move. He yawned glad the alcohol had numbed the throbbing in his head.. Those damn people had not picked up the painkiller the doctor had survived. It wasn’t as if the boy couldn’t handle it, cause well, he had dealt with a great deal worse. He sighed turning to the kid beside him “how’s that shoulder?” he asked as he had seen that it had been bothering the other teen. Reading people had become second nature to him.
It had also been the way he had know something had been wrong when he had come home from school and his mother had been sitting in the kitchen…
“Hey sweetie” she had smiled
“Mommy” he smiled climbing in the chair next to the pretty blonde young woman. His mother handed him some cookies and lemonade. She smiled at him “honey, you’re going to have to stay with your grandparents for a few days alright sweetie?”. The youngster shrugged “why?” he had questioned but his mother had avoided that question like the plague. The blonde however had known something was wrong and when he had come back, he could almost taste the stress and misery in the air. He had been afraid to say something though and had just done as he had been told, something he had continued doing for quit some time in order to escape punishment. When he had realized it didn’t work, he had done a 180 and completely gone of track, and why shouldn’t he? At least that gave him some amusement and relief.
He turned to the boy beside him again still wondering what the boy was doing here. Had he been looking for him? Not that he cared… he was curious. He blew out some more smoke glancing around the place again. There had to be another dealer in this town hadn’t there? Ah no bother. He’d just go find one later. He downed another drink still fully intent on getting pissed of his ass and just stumble home and pass out on the bed…
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((Soo sorry this sucks soo bad.. but I was just soo tired...))