Joey lay back on the grass. His eyes closed to the world around him. He felt slightly dizzy but decided to put it down to the strange days he'd been having. He let himself relax, feeling the breeze wash over him. He didn't feel any happier, and it had been ages ago since he'd taken that silly little pill. He shrugged, maybe he should take another. As he pulled himself to sit and opened his eyes, he noticed the glaring figure of Seto Kaiba. Fuck, that bastard was here again? What was his problem?
'What are you doing, mutt?'
'Nothing that concerns you.'
'Oh? I don't class that as an answer. Why don't you try again?'
'Kaiba, fuck off.'
'Does this mean you don't know the answer?'
'No, it means fuck off.' Joey pulled the Paxil from the bag, placing one to his lips.
'What is that?'
'A Tablet?' Joey stared menacingly at the brunet. Kaiba proceeded to snatch the bottle from Joey's hands. His expression turned dark when he saw the name scribed across the front.
'Why do you have these?'
'…' Joey just glared. He didn't need to answer.
'Are you a fucking idiot? Do you know what these things do?'
'I can take a wild guess Kaiba!'
'If you take these I will loose all respect for you.'
'Oh like you had any to start with.' Kaiba snarled.
'You just don't get it do you? They're a fucking death trap Wheeler!'
'Why do you even fucking care!'
'Because I used to take them!' Fuck. He didn't mean to say that.
'What? The fucking rich man is depressed?' Joey sneered. Kaiba took several deep breaths before sitting down.
'You really don't get it do you?' His voice was softer, but his expression was blank. Confused, Joey shook his head.
'How do you think I know about the abuse? Hm?' He was going to regret this, but the mutt would be dead soon anyway if he carried on like he did, so how could it hurt?
'I was abused. For years. I know how people act when they try to hide scars, I know the excuses, the behaviour. I've…been there. I've been on anti depressants for post traumatic stress. For depression and anxiety.' He frowned. 'It took me over a year to get off those fucking things, so do yourself a favour and throw them away.'
'I need them.'
'No. You don't.' Kaiba looked at him. 'I saw your medical records. I know they think you cut yourself. Even more so, I know you don't. I know they're from abuse, and I know exactly what you're thinking. I know you intended to get yourself killed last night, so I watched the hospital records, and I saw your name appear like I knew it would. I've been through all of this, and as much I despise you, I wouldn't wish it on anyone. Not even the midget, and that's saying something.' Joey thought, processing everything Kaiba had told him.
'It's a nice story, and you're very clever Kaiba…but you got me all wrong. I fell down some stairs and I have these because school is getting to me and I needed something.'
'You suck at lying more than you do at duelling.'
'I'm been honest and it's none of your concern anyway.' Kaiba stared at him. 'I'd like those back down.' Joey hinted towards the bottle, taking it from the brunet's grasp. The blue eyed boy continued to stand up and began to walk away. He looked back at the blond over his shoulder,
'You know, if you carry on like you are…you won't be here after spring break.' With that the brunet stalked away, leaving Joey with his thoughts.
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Hey
Sorry it's short. I've become a bit ill and couldn't concentrate. I spend ages looking at Paxil and how people reacted and I don't know if I've got it completely right. Thanks to rockangel1777 for her input on the drug. Please R&R
Much loves
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