Let It Go

Prolouge

Drop

The flip side of sanity is the game

I'm 14 million miles away

I'm 14 million miles away
away from sane

He watched her go. He watched her take those steps to the front door. He watched as she turned to give one last look at him. He saw nothing but disappointment and sadness on her face. He watched as she had packed her suitcases. He just watched her walk out his front door. He didn't even try to stop her. He just sat there on the floor leaning up against the coach like a hopeless little puppy. He knew she tried everything in her power to fix him but he pushed her away. Everyday he pushed her more and more away until she finally had enough. She had enough and walked out on him. There was nothing left she could do for him.

Hearing the door slam shut he grabbed a hold of the couch and stumbled a little as he pulled himself up. He was shaking a little as he made his way to his bedroom over to his drawer. He opened the top drawer and grabbed his folded up boxers and through them over his head and did the same with his socks until he finally saw it. His blotters. He tried to stop it. He tried to stop taking it but it felt so good to him. It took him away from things. Acid is known to be non – addictive but for some reason he couldn't' stop. That drug is what pushed so many people out of his life. And finally, tonight, it pushed away the most important person in his life. He was more alone than ever now and all he had now to kill the pain was right in front of him.

He grabbed one of the blotters and closed the drawer and then turned his back to it. He put one of the blotters under his tongue and stood against the drawer and slowly started making his way down to the floor. After having it ten minutes later under his tongue so the drug could get to his bloodstream faster he swallowed it. He ran his hand through his hair and took a few deep breathers.

An hour later he was sweating profusely as he paced the floor of the living room. His heart was beating fast and he suddenly felt angry. He was angry that she left. His hands were trembling and he couldn't stop fidgeting with his fingers. He was breathing heavily now and shut his eyes hard. He made his way over to the shelf in the living room where picture frames were placed. There was a small vase with different colored flowers next to them and it caught his eye. The colors jumped at him and he stared at them deeply and with his shaking hand began to touch the petals of one. It felt soft against his fingertips. He tore the petal off and let it fall to the floor his eyes not leaving the flower though. He continued to do that until there were no petals left.

It was like his relationship. The flower represented his relationship and the petals represented days and pulling them off was each day that went by and when there were none left it was over. His relationship was over just like there was no flower to look at anymore.

His eyes made their way over to the picture frame next to the vase. His index finger grazed over the picture of the young and beautiful girl. He smiled for a moment but suddenly his mood changed completely and he grabbed a hold of the picture frame and through it across the room. It hit the wall and fell to the floor broken.

The room started to feel as if it were spinning to him. The lamp lights kept flashing around him and then thats when it came. He started vomiting. It went all over his clothing and all over the floor. As it came up more he held himself up by holding onto the shelf next to him. Once he felt like there was nothing left to throw up he simply wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and wiped his hand against his jeans.

He was about ready to pass out and he made his way to the front door thinking it was his bedroom. He didn't open it though he simply stood there for a few moments and then just slowly made his way to the floor. He curled up into a ball and was shaking. His pupils were widely dilated and his eyes stayed opened for another hour and then finally he fell asleep.

Lucas Scott is 22 years old. He felt and couldn't be more alone in his life than he is right now. His girlfriend, Brooke Davis, just walked out on him after being together for four years. She had been there for him for so many years and now she just couldn't do it anymore. She tried and tried and could never get through to him. They'd gone through so much and it was all lost hours earlier.

Lucas didn't do a thing to stop Brooke from leaving. He just watched her go. He watched Brooke, the love of his life and the most important person in his life walk out of his life.

I know. I shouldn't be writing another story when I have others that are not completed but this idea just popped in my head and I had to write it. It's very different. It's going to be a dark story and lots of angst. I hope I portrayed the drug LSD good enough. I did my best. I hope you continue reading. Please review if you can. I really would love to know your thoughts.

Vanessa