Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. The characters in this story are
borrowed from the TV show "Home Improvement". I own no characters except
for Matt. No money is being made from this story. Any resemblance of a
character in this story to any real person living or dead is purely
coincidental. Likewise, any resemblance between an organisation depicted in
this story and any such actual organisation is purely coincidental.
Authors note: I know it takes me a while to update on this story but I am in the middle of others, which receive more reviews so... Thankyou for the reviews already received. I'VE INCLUDED THE LAST FEW PARAGRAPHS OF THE LAST CHAPTER TO REMIND YOU OF WHAT HE SAID:
Chapter 6:
Brad sat down on the chair in his room, and looked at Randy. "I have a problem man. You can't tell Mom and Dad. Or Mark."
"Brad..." Brad looked at him with these pleading eyes he use to get when he asked Randy to do his homework. "OK, fine. But, you need to deal with this. And I need you to stop taking them."
"I promise. Thankyou so much Randy. Thankyou, thankyou, thankyou. I swear I won't." Brad said looking Randy in the eye. He had been so worried about Randy blabbing to his parents, and he honestly believed he wouldn't - unless he found out that he had no intention of stopping the partying. He knew he had a problem, but hey, he was having fun wasn't he? Wasn't he?
FLASHBACK:
"You comin' to the party tonight Brad? It's gonna be huge." Matt said, knowing he could score some more cash off Brad if he sold him anything.
"Yeah man. You're place right?"
"Yep. 10 Karoke Place. Be there around 8. And make sure you bring the cash. Theres going to be loads of chicks and tonnes of ice. You do want some don't you?"
"I don't know Matt...." He was cut off
"Brad? Come on. I swear, ice feels like 10 times better then the speed. You do want some don't you? Don't you Brad?"
After a moments thought, he answered. "Yeah, course I do."
LATER THAT NIGHT:
"Mom, Dad, I'm going to Matt's to study. OK? I'm not sure what time I'll be home. See-ya!" Brad said, walking out the door. He hoped they wouldn't question him and would just let him go.
"Wait right there mister." Jill called out, stopping him in his tracks. "Aren't you going to kiss me goodbye?"
Brad sighed with relief. "Course I am." He walked over to her and kissed her on the cheek.
"Now you can go."
"Great. Thanks Mom. Bye."
The moment Brad arrived at the party Matt walked up to him. "Hey Man, I was beginning to think you weren't going to make it. So, what do you want? I have E, ice, crush, dope. You name it I got it. So, what will you be having?"
"Uhh....nothing at the moment I don't think. Maybe later."
"Don't be boring man. Come on. Look here's some E. On the house. Just go have a good time and stop being such a mommy's boy." Matt walked off after that last comment, leaving Brad alone with the small little pill. He swallowed it. After all, he didn't want to be boring, did he?
About half an hour after taking the small tablet, Brad started to notice the effect. He felt like he was floating, and was on top of the world. He felt euphoric. The best he had felt in months. Matt was right, there was nothing wrong with any of this. It was the best feeling ever.
END FLASHBACK
Randy started to wonder if he had made the right decision trusting Brad the other night. He knew that drug addicts would often cry for help and then pretend they were fine. Lie even. He knew he would have to watch Brad carefully. Make sure he stuck to his end of the bargain.
WHAT DO YOU THINK?
Authors note: I know it takes me a while to update on this story but I am in the middle of others, which receive more reviews so... Thankyou for the reviews already received. I'VE INCLUDED THE LAST FEW PARAGRAPHS OF THE LAST CHAPTER TO REMIND YOU OF WHAT HE SAID:
Chapter 6:
Brad sat down on the chair in his room, and looked at Randy. "I have a problem man. You can't tell Mom and Dad. Or Mark."
"Brad..." Brad looked at him with these pleading eyes he use to get when he asked Randy to do his homework. "OK, fine. But, you need to deal with this. And I need you to stop taking them."
"I promise. Thankyou so much Randy. Thankyou, thankyou, thankyou. I swear I won't." Brad said looking Randy in the eye. He had been so worried about Randy blabbing to his parents, and he honestly believed he wouldn't - unless he found out that he had no intention of stopping the partying. He knew he had a problem, but hey, he was having fun wasn't he? Wasn't he?
FLASHBACK:
"You comin' to the party tonight Brad? It's gonna be huge." Matt said, knowing he could score some more cash off Brad if he sold him anything.
"Yeah man. You're place right?"
"Yep. 10 Karoke Place. Be there around 8. And make sure you bring the cash. Theres going to be loads of chicks and tonnes of ice. You do want some don't you?"
"I don't know Matt...." He was cut off
"Brad? Come on. I swear, ice feels like 10 times better then the speed. You do want some don't you? Don't you Brad?"
After a moments thought, he answered. "Yeah, course I do."
LATER THAT NIGHT:
"Mom, Dad, I'm going to Matt's to study. OK? I'm not sure what time I'll be home. See-ya!" Brad said, walking out the door. He hoped they wouldn't question him and would just let him go.
"Wait right there mister." Jill called out, stopping him in his tracks. "Aren't you going to kiss me goodbye?"
Brad sighed with relief. "Course I am." He walked over to her and kissed her on the cheek.
"Now you can go."
"Great. Thanks Mom. Bye."
The moment Brad arrived at the party Matt walked up to him. "Hey Man, I was beginning to think you weren't going to make it. So, what do you want? I have E, ice, crush, dope. You name it I got it. So, what will you be having?"
"Uhh....nothing at the moment I don't think. Maybe later."
"Don't be boring man. Come on. Look here's some E. On the house. Just go have a good time and stop being such a mommy's boy." Matt walked off after that last comment, leaving Brad alone with the small little pill. He swallowed it. After all, he didn't want to be boring, did he?
About half an hour after taking the small tablet, Brad started to notice the effect. He felt like he was floating, and was on top of the world. He felt euphoric. The best he had felt in months. Matt was right, there was nothing wrong with any of this. It was the best feeling ever.
END FLASHBACK
Randy started to wonder if he had made the right decision trusting Brad the other night. He knew that drug addicts would often cry for help and then pretend they were fine. Lie even. He knew he would have to watch Brad carefully. Make sure he stuck to his end of the bargain.
WHAT DO YOU THINK?