Heroin Love

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mother to my kids, I never wanted them to see a weakness. The rest of the trip back to the room was silent. Benjamin laid me down in my bed and turned off the lights. 
    "Listen Mom, if you ever need to talk about something I am always here for you." He informed me while shutting the door to leave me to wallow in self pity.

 
     
     
     
     
    Chapter Sixteen
    I woke up in a panic, sweating while laying on my office floor. How long have I been out? I looked out the windows it was still day time, I pulled my phone out of my pocket and saw over thirty missed calls from Rachael accompanied by ten voicemails. I glanced at the date...oh my god. I have been out for three days. It was Sunday morning my family was coming home today. I checked the voicemails, I never witnessed such an emotional roller coaster.
    "You have 10 new messages," the robotic telephone women informed me.
    "Hey Kev where are you? I am waiting," she stated seductively
    End of message
    "Kevin where the fuck are you? I am worried," she screamed in a fit of concern.
    End of message
    "*Cough* *cough* Kev I really need you to come home," she could barley form a sentence.
    End of message
    "Whatever I did to you I am sorry, please come home I love you," she said apologetically
    End of message
    I didn't want to listen to any more messages so I hung up my phone and erased them all. I was concerned for Rachael's well being but I needed to make sure I was home in time to greet my family as they came home. I walked silently over to my office door and cracked the door slightly open. I was listening to see if anyone was in the office working on a Sunday, I didn't want to get spotted.
    I heard nothing and continued to sneak out of my own office and building as if I were a fugitive. I raced over to Rachael to check up on her. I ran through the door, looking furiously around every corner calling out for her.
    "Rachael.......Rachael.”
    I finally reached the bedroom, where she was still sleeping. I pulled the sheets back revealing she and David were sleeping together, this was particularly odd.
    Who would sleep with their uncle?
    I kneeled down next to the bed, tapping her gently trying to wake her up.
    Her eyes stuttered open and once she noticed me she jumped up "Where the hell have you been?" She screamed while hitting me on the chest.
    "Shhhhh, it's a long story," I said. "Come on lets go to the living room." As I am pulling her in the living room I hear her start to dry heave behind me. "You sick again?" I asked with disbelief and concern. She nodded in shame. "Hold on hold on. Sit on the couch I will be right back." I ran over to the garage and put my hand behind the air handler expecting there to be a bag there, there wasn't. I rolled my eyes remembering I have been missing in action the last few days. I quickly phone Pete waiting for him to pick up...voicemail. I started to panic, my hands getting clammy, sweat starting to roll down my face. I dialed him again...voicemail. And then I hear the motor of the garage click on and garage start to go up.
    I see in my driveway that shitty but relieving '97 Honda Civic.
    "Don't you know how to pick up a phone?" I screamed in a condescending manner while approaching his car.
    "I was right here bro, chill out. You haven't left me any money and it's been a few so I was just coming to check," he stated curiously.
    "Yes, well there was an issue. Did you bring the stuff?" I asked him anxiously while reaching in my pocket for more money.
    "Oh you know I did." He popped his truck and threw my order at me. "Next time don't be so rude," he suggested while I handed over the money.
    I darted back inside,"Here honey, I got it." proudly waving it in the air as I approached her. I first wanted to give her the necklace I bought for her at Buccellati's. I kneeled down next to her on the couch, "I got this for you." I reached into my pocket and presented her with the open box, as if I were proposing. "I just wanted to let you know that you make me

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