Here it is the story that came before polkas. (my other story.) Enjoy.

I Never Thought...


"Don't worry... This is nothing to me, now.
Because insted of fearing
what I could lose,
I now know what it means to fight."
- Kato
(Angel Sanctuary v.6)








Preface.

What's so wrong with being on drugs? So many people have said that "You shouldn't do that stuff" or "Bane I never thought that you could become this way." People like my mom, my teachers, everybody, but I didn't listen. I was too busy trying...I was trying so hard, trying to forget everything that's ever happened to me. I was too busy to listen, I was too busy partying or getting in to trouble. Now I know what they were trying to tell to me, now that I've stopped and I'm able to look at the world clearly, rather then the haze I used to look through.
Ever since that day, that day I almost died. It had been a wild weekend. Drinking and shooting it up with my best friend, Leigh. I was having so much fun that I didn't even stop to think about what could happen, I was to busy focusing on what was happening. The girls, the drinks and the drugs. Before I knew it Monday morning had snuck up on my like nothing ever could. I woke up Monday morning my head pounding and my whole body felt like Jell-O. I shook my head back and forth knowing that I had to get up or my parents would be suspicious.
When I got to school, I sat down in my seat and a weird but satisfying fog filled my mind. That's how you know they're working. Not to long after the teacher began to talk, all the words he spoke sounded like mumbles. I started towards the front of the class not seeing anything, I slumped in my seat. My head began to spin; it felt like the whole room was spinning.
"It fells like I'm going in to... withdrawal" I thought to myself, but that couldn't be possible. It had been that long just last night, it had only been on day right? It hadn't been longer, had it? No, it couldn't have been more then a night. Only last night but my body wanted more and would kept feeling this way until it got what it wanted.
I shut my eyes, the longing to throw up filled my body. I gritted my teeth and squeezed my eyes closed tighter. There was the affect of the alcohol.
I suddenly felt my senses ebbing away... well farther then they already were. I felt my body sway. I heard a sound next to me. I'm pretty sure that the girl next to me was trying to say something to me, but I wasn't able to catch what she was saying. I open my mouth to say something to her but before I could, darkness engulfed my brain and my words were never heard.
My brain suddenly started to process again, I couldn't open my eyes. There was movement all around me. Noises, strange noises all around me. Screams, crying, Hushed talking, and a loud calm voices that was trying to calm all the others.
I suddenly tried to move my arm, there was a strange small stabbing pain in the middle of my arm. On my other side the side away from the yelling people there was a calm hushed friendly voice speaking to me.
"We're going to lift you up now." said the voice.
"Why?" I thought. "Were are we going? Where are you taking me?" I heard a rumble and then felt movement. I wanted to say something before they could take me away but when I opened my mouth to breath but when I did I choked and coughed. My lungs where empty.
"Easy, Kid, easy" It was that voice again. "We're trying to save you."
Those words played over and over in my head.
“Save me? What is this person talking about, I’m just taking a nap, just resting my eyes." If that was true if... I was only napping then why couldn't I open my eyes now. The blackness was suddenly back again and I felt myself drifting away again, the people around me started to move frantically, and they were talking in hurried voices.
"We need you to open, your eyes, kid." The voice sounded desperate and I felt sorry for the person and I wanted to open my eyes but I couldn't. I tried to tell them that but when I want to breathe I choked again. So I mouthed the words.
"I know it's hard, kid. But you have to just try. Just try."
I tried to talk to them again but air was becoming harder to find.
“Why did they take all the air out of here that was a stupid thing to do."
“We need oxygen now” this was a different voice a new one but still a voice I didn't know. Suddenly the movement had stopped and then started again but the movement was smoother less bumps.
"What is it?" It was a female voice, it was pretty.
"We're not to sure but we have a serious felling that it's a pretty hefty OD on both drugs and alcohol. He only slightly responsive and he won't open his eyes and look at us." said the familiar voice form before, but it was calm anymore it was talking fast.
"Alright. We’ll take it from here..." The pretty voice had started again. “Hey, will you open you eyes for me?" She said it nicely. I began to force my eyes to open hoping that the pretty voice belonged to an even prettier face, Air was going in to my lungs but I was forced air, not good air.
More movement, rushing feet on tile beeping.
" Can you tell my your name" It was the pretty voice, my eyes were opened a little enough to see that it was a young women talking to me but she was blurred so I couldn't see her features.
I huffed my name, but as soon as my last sound escaped I began to cough, the salty, metal taste of blood filled my mouth an instant. I Felt hands on the back of my head and back leaning me forward so the blood, could spill out of my mouth.
My head reached the pillow but I remember no more after that. I do remember opening my eyes to a brightly lit room; I was in a bed that wasn't my own, even clothes that weren't mine. Where was I? Had I fallen asleep at Leigh’s house again? No, that couldn't be the room I was in was to big to be Leigh's apartment. I wanted to sit up to look around more but my head was aching and my body felt like it wasn't attached to my nerves right.
Then there was loud voices some where to the left of me.
“No, sir, I'm sorry I can't let you go in there" It was a female's voice and she sounded anger but nervous at the same time. Then a second voice spoke guys.
"Hey, lady you may want to let me in there without any trouble, I could do more to you then you then I can." I smiled when I heard this voice. Just then the door opened and there was less noise but still there were foot steps.
"Bane? You awake, kid..." It was Leigh, He sounded uncomfortable.
"Yeah..." I tried to say more, but nothing would come out.
"You gunna to live?" Leigh asked, his voice still quiet.
" Yeah, Yeah. I'll be fine... I think. They ain't told me nothing yet" I said fighting to keep my eyes open.
"Oh, I see. Well you better get better it's no fun gettin in to trouble with out you. The other guys wanted to come see but I didn't think I’d be a good idea, I mean you know how those clowns act." Leigh smiled.
"Yeah" I smiled back
“Well I better go, I have stuff to do you know." Leigh ruffled my hair. “You better not die, it take to much time to explain to your mom that it's my fault."
“If I do die, you can tell her straight from me. Tell her not to go anywhere near my body" i snarled, my hands balled into fists. Leigh let out a little laugh.
"Come on, Bane. You know that's not true. You don't have to act tough, I got your back" Leigh left, before i could respond.
I turned my body a little to look at the stuff sitting on the tables next to my bed. There was candy and flowers, cards. An old nurse with a wrinkled face and a disapproving expression on her face. She walked in and she saw me playing the one of the flowers.
"Those are from your classmates. It's not very nice of you to rip up the flowers." She said, her voice was harsh. I looked down at me blankets, I’d been ripping the petals off the flower without even noticing. I threw the stem aside and turned to look at the nurse, she was an old bat defiantly not the pretty voice that was talking to me before.
“Your mother will be stopping by soon, good thing that punk friend of yours left. Your mother could use one less problem and you little hoodlum friend being here would probably send her through the roof. Sitting here everyday, noon until dark crying over you. She so worried over you boy, thinks that everything that's wrong in your life and that your drinking and on drugs is her fault. But now that you’re awake you can tell here that it's not her fault." The old nurse spoke to my like she was my grandmother trying to give me a scolding.
“Why would I lie to her?! It is my mother's fault that my life is screwed up and that I’m on drugs and give her this message for me ya old bat tell her that I don't want to see her." I snapped, I didn't mean to be that hard but this old lady who knew nothing about me, nothing about my but she had the mind to come in here and start talking to me like everything in my life right now is Leigh's fault.
“I can't do that boy, this is the first day in the two weeks that you've been here that you've been responsive, before to day you were talking but not about anything that made since. You are always saying that you wanted to leave to go back to your friends house, because you didn't like hanging out with Ri and Ian." She said and then there was a small tapping on the door. "Ah, that would be your mother." The nurse walked over to the door.
"Don't you dare let her in here..." I growled, the old hags hand was on the door knob, it turned slightly. "I said don't you dare!" I flung my arm out and it hit the table next to my bed. The glass vase of flowers wobbled and then smashed on the floor. My mother walked in.
I Never Thought... that one little thing could ruin my life so much.