Dying

/-Riley-/


"That's enough, Riley. It's not like he's dead or something. The doctor said he'll be fine" Delilah says. I can't say she's trying to console me cause her tone is harsh.

"Yeah, he'll be fine. Five days of unconsciousness and he's still gonna be fine. If you were half convinced, I don't think you'd look as terrible as you are now" I fire.

"Guys, please. The doctor saod we should be mindful our words in here. We should be saying positive things not getting on each other's throats" Rhett says. I glance at Renzo who's leaning tiredly on Liam's shoulder.

"Are we gonna pretend this isn't her fault? If she had just gotten rid of the damn thing, we wouldn't be in this situation" She huffs.

"How is any of this my fault? What has the abortion got to do with his situation?" I snap.

"Oh, you don't think this has anything to do with your pregnancy? You're the reason he's like this. You're too damn stubborn. How hard is it to get rid of some zygote? It's not even a baby yet, dammit. All you had to do was flush it out and move on but no, you insisted on keeping the baby and now we're not even sure he's alive" She says.

"You're not making any sense. How does his heart attack have anything to do with my refusal to abort the baby?" I ask. What the he'll is she even talking about?.

"Don't pretend you know nothing about Dean's past experiences. You don't know he lost his....."

"That's enough, Lilah. What's wrong with you anyway?. Our major concern should be Dean not the pregnancy. For the love of Christ, shut up and let's think of the next step to take" Renzo snaps.

"What past experience are you talking about?" I couldn't help asking. She rolls her eyes and leaves the room.

"Let her be. She's just upset" Liam speaks up for the first time. I walk over to sit beside Dean. He looks so pale and fragile. Tears cloud my eyes as I stare at his still form. Is this really because of this pregnancy?.
I caress his hands softly and stare at his face. Is there more to this? How could you just have a heart attack simply cause I refused an abortion?.
I lean closer and kiss his forehead.

"Please be okay. I don't know what happened but please be okay for me. I miss you so much. Now you don't have to have to want me back or anything. I'm the one who needs you back. I'll forgive you even if you're not sorry. I'll take you back even if you're not asking. I'll stay even if you're just playing me. Just open your eyes, Dean. Open it and everything will be alright, I promise" I kiss his temple again and stare at the monitor.
It's the only thing keeping hope alive right now.





/-Delilah-/

I rest on the wall and shut my eyes. This is all her fault but nobody sees that. They don't want her to know the truth. Their trying to protect her feelings when Dean's lying there helpless cause of her.
I wanna scream everything in her face so badly but I don't wanna get Renzo mad.

"You need to something to cool off. Have this". I open my eyes to meet those annoying hazel eyes. Rhett. Why can't this flirt stay away from me?.

"Leave me alone".

"I'm Just try'na help. It'll do you a lot of good" He says. What's he holding? I try to open his fingers but they're very firm. I glare at him.

"Why do you want me to have it if you're not even willing to release it?".
He doesn't reply instead he takes my hand and and leads me outside the hospital. We stroll to an isolated corner and he makes me sit on the grass. He opens his hand and I frown at the leather.

"What's in it?" I ask.

"You'll see" He shrugs and I take it from him. I open it and gasp.

"Is that what I think it is?".

"Depends on what you're thinking" He smiles. I pour a little of the powder into my hand and taste it".

"Fuck, it's really it. I thought Dean banned this shit" I say.

"Yeah but two weeks ago, he asked for it" He shrugs and I jump to my feet. He did what?!

"You mean Dean asked for this? Since when?" I raise my voice. He bites his lip.

"Rhett...Is there something you're not telling?" I ask suspiciously.

"No..yes..no" He stutters.

"Rhett!" I half yell and he raises his hand in surrender.

"Fine! Fine! It was Sofiya. She came telling us that Dean....."

"You mean Sofiya asked for drugs for Dean and you gave her?". I feel like screaming right now. How could he be so stupid?.

"Yeah but not the way you put it. She actually...."

"You know what, forget it. I know where to get my answers" I chip in. I make to leave but he grabs my wrist.

"I'm sorry. I didn't know he...."

"I don't expect you to. You're a crackhead so you simply assume everyone else is. Just pray nothing happens to him or you'll have Omar to deal with". I snatch my hand from him and walk away.

I take Renzo's car and drive down to Janelle's mansion. She's about to drive out when I drive in. I block her path and step outta the car. She steps out too.

"Lilah you....."

"Shut the fuck up and let me talk. You're only allowed to answer my questions" I state.

"But..." I pull out my gun and her guards pull their guns on me.

"Stand down or I'm gonna kill her and shoot all your miserable balls" I snap and she orders them to stand down.

"Good, now listen. You don't answer my questions with questions and you don't dare stutter. You've got two minutes to answer each question or I gun one of your guards, got it?".

"Yes" She replies trembling.

"You and Sofiya were with Dean about two weeks ago or so, yeah?" I ask.

"Yes" She replies quickly.

"It was meant to be purely sex so what brought Rhett into the picture?" I ask. Her eyes widen in surprise.

"Rhett?" She asks and I shoot a guard. She helps and I point the gun at her.

"Who brought the idea of giving him drugs huh?" I snap.

"He was miserable. He wasn't even interested in us. Even when he was dead drunk, he was whining about her leaving him. I was so sick of hearing her name. He was in so much pain and we couldn't handle it so Sofiya suggested we give him a little spirit lifting something" She says.

"And cocaine was all you could thing of?" I yell. I wanna shoot her right now. Why couldn't they just leave?.

"It wasn't cocaine" She mutters and I drop the gun for a second.

"What?".

"Since he's had it a few times when he gets mad, we thought it wouldn't have the expected effect so we opted for something more pain relieving" She explains and I drop the gun weakly.

"What did you give him?" I ask with trembling lips.

"Heroin. I swear it wasn't much. Sofiya said her side boo used it all the time so she knew the right dose. We didn't inject more than that" She confesses. I stagger back in shock. Heroin?.

"You did what?" My voice comes out as a whisper.

"Each time we came over, we asked Rhett to get it. It wasn't his fault though. He would never have gotten it without confirmation from Dean. Since he was already high, it was easy to get him to give his consent. But the last time which was a week ago, Sofiya gave a little more and he passed out. We thought it'd be okay until we heard he hadn't been out for three days. We feared the worst and met with his doctor in case he ended up here" She says.

"So it wasn't a heart attack" I mutter.

"It was. The heroin in his system is what's keeping him unconscious. They're trying to flush it out. When they told Renzo alcohol, it was actually the heroin. I'm sorry, Lilah. I was just scared" She sobs.

"I didn't know it would turn out so bad. We didn't want him dead, I swear" She hiccups.

"And to think I was blaming Riley when it wasn't totally her fault but yours. You paid the doctor to lie to us to protect yourself huh? What makes you think I can't kill you now?" I yell. My eyes burn with unused tears.

"We didn't pay him to lie. We just ask him not to tell. Please Lilah, forgive us. We meant no harm. We were just sick of seeing him sad". I stomp into my car tired of her stupid tears.
I drive back to the mansion and head straight to Dean's room. It's already cleaned but I know they wouldn't have just littered the syringes everywhere. I search the drawers, wardrobe, bathroom, everywhere but I find nothing. I look under the bed and that's when I see it all.
I pull out all the used syringes and little bottles. It's really true. Dean's been on drugs and we had no idea. Now the bad temper and mood swings makes sense.
What do I do? How do I tell others this?.
Why did you have to do this to yourself huh? Just one girl and you're dining with death. Just one Barbie and you've risked it all. How could you allow those sluts to use you? How did Riley become your weakness?.

I have to inform them. They deserve to know the truth. I drive back to the hospital and head to the doctor's office. I meet everyone in there. If looks could kill, I bet the man would be ten feets under.
I glance at Rhett who throws an apologetic glance. I guess he told them already.

"We don't care why you did it. All we wanna know are his chances of survival" Renzo bawls. Riley looks like she could faint any moment. The tension in the room is suffocating. Why can't he say something already?.

"His chances are very slim but we're doing our best."

"Slim? On a scale of one to ten, what are his chances?" Liam asks.

"I'm sorry but he'll be hanging on one" He drops the bomb.
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