Hey guys, I know some of you have been waiting ages for me to update something so here you go, the story starts to get interesting here...

WARNING: There is drug use in this chapter

Sorry for any spelling errors, I wrote this quiet quickly, needed to get it out and onto paper (or computer) Anyway, I hope you like... Please R&R. Thanks.

Abi x

"Charlie?" Jack shook the boys shoulders gently, noon had been and gone and Charlie had not woken since his strange behaviour. Word had already spread though camp of Charlie's actions but no one had officially told Claire.

"Charlie?" Jack shook the rock star again and he moaned softly and opened his eyes to find Jack face to face with him

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"Get away!" Charlie screamed in a funny high pitched voice, causing Jack to jump out of his skin at the sound. Charlie's eyes seemed wild and heedless to weather it was the doctor or not.

"Charlie calm down" Jack lowered the tone of his voice.

"I know what your trying to do" the ex - junkie spat back in anger, "Your trying to convince me I'm going mad, Aaron's in danger and you know it, and everyone thinks I'm using because of those bloody virgin Mary statues..."

"Calm down" Jack sounded firm this time, he had no idea what had gone on with his friend in the past few weeks, he had totally lost track of what was really going on on the island, too wound up in the Others and the Hatch. "Just have a drink, your probably dehydrated, you need to rest" Jack opened a bottle and offered it to his patient.

"Don't tell me what to do" Charlie's voice grew more anger stricken, his hand flew to the bottle sending it out of Jacks hand and to the sand spilling it contents. "And don't try and drug me either, I know your tricks" Jack backed off slightly beginning to worry for his own safety as well as Charlie's. He held his hands out in front of him in surrender, he stood up concern spreading across his face.
"Just leave me" Charlie shouted again. Jack backed up and out of the door still keeping a close eye on his friend. Charlie stood quickly, a little too quickly for himself as his head began to spin a little, Jack glanced at him in pity, what was wrong with him?

"I don't think you should be getting up" Jack expressed his concern again.
"I don't care what you think" Charlie tried to push pasted the doctor but Jack stood in his way. "move" Jack stood his ground in the way of the musician, but Charlie pushed him back, the doctor was surprised the amount of energy the boy still had in his system after what had happened.

"Charlie?" Jack followed him as he stormed down the beach toward his own tent stumbling a little as he went, survivors stood and watched him as he went. "What are you doing" Jack shouted to him, beginning to loose his patience.
"To get high" Charlie laughed to himself. Jack stopped for a second, this was no what he was expecting to hear. Charlie sped on reaching his tent he rummaged though his bloodstained belongings and grabbed a rucksack. He smiled as he found what he was looking for. A perfect bundle of baggies filled with heroin. He laughed to himself and placed them into the bag and placed it on his back standing up to find Jack in the doorway.

"Charlie?" Jacks face was now so anxious and worried, he had just seen what the rock star had placed in his bag. "What are you doing"
Charlie pushed past him quickly like before but with more determination this time. "Stop" Jack ran after him, a crowd had now began to gather as the pairs voices where raised in anger and frustration.
Charlie grabbed a flaming branch from a nearby fire and held it up in front of Jack. "I told you" Charlie's voice went up a tone, "I'm going to get high, if no one believes I'm clean I might as well, and besides, who gives a bloody damn about me"

"I do" Jack shouted back it him, "Please Charlie this is not the way to prove you point, just sit down and we can talk"

"No" Charlie leaned forward "I'm going, and I tell you now" his voiced lowered, "If you come after me, I'll kill you." And with that Charlie turned and ran at as fast a speed as he could into the deep jungle.

Jack paid no heed to Charlie suggestion, seeing that his friend was totally out of it he didn't think he knew what he was saying. He ran after him soon beginning to catch him up, he was almost on his heels when Charlie turned to face him.
"I warned you!" Charlie's maddened look met Jack's, he swung the flaming branch up and struck Jack around the head. Before the doctor knew it he was on the floor.

"Don't follow me" Jack heard faintly as his eyes didn't focus, he saw Charlie's blurry form disappear into the undergrowth, his head pounded and he finally lost consciousness letting himself fall into the blackness of his mind.

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Charlie spedon, paying little attention to where he was going or what he had just done. He delved deeper into the jungle and further from the beach, finally finding that his legs were tired he stopped in a small clearing he let his legs go and fell to his knees. He didn't care where he was, he only hoped no one would find him. Locke was the only one with tracking skills and he was not about to go out looking for him was he.

Charlie set his bag out in front of himself and opened it, waiting for a second he marvelled at his stash in wondered, he counted the baggies, 8 in total. Picking one out opening it slowly as his hands began to shake in anticipation for the drug. He spilled almost all of the contents of the bag onto his palm. Even the sense of the drug calmed him slightly. He placed his nose close to the powder and snorted the contents of his hand, waiting for the rush to hit his system, he lay back on the nearest tree as it took its toll on his body. Breathing in a huge gulp of air he sighed loudly, letting the opiate suppress his confused mind, finally able to forget about everything.

"Your a fool Charlie boy" he laughed to himself in utter bliss with himself, "such a fool" he sighed loudly again, taking a second bag he emptied half the contents onto his palm. He stared at it for a moment, although his vision seemed clouded by a drug induced mist. He placed the powder again close to his nose, blocking one nostril his snorted up the other, and waited for a second. As the drug took over he felt his breathing and heart rate slow dramatically. Charlie slid down the tree and found himself in a floppy heap on the floor, he closed his eyes thinking of his past memories of Driveshaft and his childhood. His limbs twitched slightly as he lay there in ecstasy, finally he closed his eyes completely letting the heroin run through his veins and take over, he only hoped no one would find him.

More to come soon, and the Others make an apperance... hee hee... teasing you!