WHAT LAST FOREVER
25
BETA: Fallen da Woods
The next day Jamez and Marcus hung around in the common room doing nothing much. They were both waiting for Marcus's father to show up. According to one of the guards there would be a several people transferred to unit X and there would also be a several people skipped out of unit X for some reason unknown.
"Just so you know it Jade, I won't give anyone a piece of my ass again just so I can have you here in X, if you end up in Unit B you are on your own", Marcus said. Jamez rolled his eyes. He knew that Marcus was not serious and even if he were it would not bother him. Marcus was a Slytherin. He only did things that would give him something in return. He also suspected that Marcus tried to give him a point, telling him to behave or else he would be throw out of "the heaven" as the other inmates called unit X.
"You know, maybe we will get out of here one day", Marcus continued to babble but Jamez wasn't listening.
He thought about Marcus's father. He had learned only this morning that his name was Trent, not an ordinary wizards name but he couldn't really care less. Those Malfoy's did seem slightly orthodox through, so he didn't mind. What he did care about was the fact that Trent was Lucius's Malfoy's brother. Even through they might not have a regular contact with each other it could still mean trouble for him. If Trent was anything like Lucius he feared that he might have to fight for his life. He didn't know all that much about those US's Malfoy's.
"Hey! Are you even listening" Marcus's affronted voice drifted through his clouded thoughts. He blinked slightly.
"Uh, sure", he said not very convincing.
"No you are not!" Marcus snarled angrily "You have no clue about what I have told you so far!" he said accusingly.
"It was probably something about your hair, you are so vain", Jamez muttered under his breath.
"Excuse me?" Jamez looked up.
"Oh, it was nothing. So did you say anything of importance" he asked.
"As a matter of fact I did not. But that's not the point, the point is that it could have been. What were you thinking anyway" Marcus finished in a curious voice. Jamez rolled his eyes.
"Nothing much to be honest. I was however having some stray thoughts about your father. I do not know much about him. Care to tell me anything that I ought to know before I meet him" he said. Marcus nodded.
"He likes taking long baths, he absolutely detest greasy hair and he does not eat any meat or milk products."
"Is he a vegetarian" Jamez asked surprised. He had thought only muggles were veggies.
"In a way I guess, but it is not because of the animals. He just does not like taste meat, nor the smell of it. He also thinks it is healthier not to eat it", Marcus answered. He leaned back.
"He also recently divorced my mother. They hate each other."
"Eh…" Jamez said. Marcus said it in a totally careless voice. He would have through he'd be upset. He would have if it had been his parents.
"You don't mind" he asked.
"Not really no" he said, "Their relationship, my relationship to my mother has, but mildly, its been rather frosty the last two years" he confessed.
"Why? I mean, something must have happened" Jamez asked curiously. He knew that his curiousness showed in his eyes but he didn't care. He was not a sensational person, he did not care much for gossip but occasionally he did become curious about things. If he were to be honest with himself he would have to confess that he was a pretty curious creature. Marcus gave a great sigh. Jamez noticed that his features changed to annoyed. Whatever he was thinking about it mustn't be pleasant.
"So…" Jamez said to get the conversation going.
"So. I told you that my mother and I do not get along anymore. She is such a fucking hypocrite!" Jamez said nothing and let Marcus speak what was on his mind.
"I guess I can tell you what happened since we will be stuck with each other for a while" he said wryly and smothered his black t-shirt with the red X on, "I am not going to tell you the whole story, only fragments from it and I do not really care whether you understand or not" he stated.
"Alright," Jamez said and nodded when Marcus waited for an answer.
"I came home one night and was drunk out of my mind, not only that but I had also taken heroine. Now, this is not such an good combination and before you ask, no that was not the first time I had ever taken heroine. It isn't for new beginners. To make matters worse I also had a guy with me, equally drunk. My mother heard us and came to my room, discovering that I was not only bi sexual but also on the verge of unconsciousness. So she freaks out. She threw both me and that guy out. I actually do not remember this but I have talked to people that my mother talked to and this is the picture I have gotten. I don't know what happened after she threw me out. I suppose I fell asleep outside because I woke up on a sidewalk. My father was not home at the time but when he found out he was not very happy with my mother. Father took me back in and in turn he threw my mother out. I don't know what happened but one week later she was back living with us even though we have never had the same relation as before since then. I was sent of to a rehab and one month after that I was shipped off to this place."
They sat in silence. Only the other inmates talked around them.
"I don't know what to say" Jamez said at last.
"You don't have to say anything," Marcus replied. "It does not matter anymore."
"If you say so, hey, can I ask you a question?"
"I believe you just did but go ahead," Marcus said with a smirk. Jamez rolled his eyes. Marcus could be quite frustrating sometimes.
"Exactly what is Heroine? And how do you take it? I keep confusing it with all the other drugs."
"Well…" he said and dragged on it "From the beginning it is a brown crystal substance but usually it is pure and if it is clean it is crystal white. And, um, you snort it you know. It is one of the worst addictive drugs there is. I did not buy my smack from the streets, I had other contacts. I have money, it was no big deal. I started with small doses, which is usually between 2 or 5-10 mg. After a while that was not enough for me so I started to move up. My break through came one evening when I was high again. For some reason, do not ask me why, I thought the high I had was not enough so I took more. I took over 20mg."
If Marcus waited for an reaction he didn't get it. Jamez had no idea what he was talking about. Marcus rolled his eyes.
"Over 20mg is deadly, I took and OD, you know, Over dose?"
"Oh…" Jamez said stupidly "What happened next? You obviously survived."
"No Potter, I am a dead corpse sitting here on my arse talking to you because I've got nothing better to do" Marcus said scathingly in a remarkable resemblance as Draco. Jamez blinked.
"Um, OK."
"What happened next… I don't know, I don't remember. No one really does. I guess someone brought me to a hospital, a muggle one. I was unconscious for some time. I woke up a couple of days later, feeling like shit and my father was sitting next by. He told me that I had to get clean yada, yada. Eventually I did, not because I wanted to, but because I wanted to make my father happy."
"How did you survive through the withdrawals? They must have been pretty horrible" he asked and Marcus winced.
"Believe me, they were. It is something I usually don't like thinking about because it was a horrible time. They put me on Subutex and I was messed up in everyway possible. But it was necessary to stay alive really."
"Alright. I understand that."
"Have you ever tried drugs Jade" Marcus asked him and looked at him searchingly.
"Yeah, once" he confessed, "I worked at a club and I was often in contact with them. I took LSD. I won't do that again" he said and grimaced. He remembered the day after, an horrible experience! Marcus nodded. They were startled when an alarm of a sort went off. It was signalizing that a new prisoner was in his way. Marcus jumped up and actually looked pretty excited.
"That would be my father! Now, come on" he said walked towards the gates which was between them and Unit B. Well, to be honest there was a corridor of some sort between them too. Jamez felt a little uncertain and trailed three steps behind Marcus. Also the other inmates had turned their attention towards the gates. They always became excited when they had a new arrival. Since they liked to bully people they loved the new ones. They were always potential to fuck with. Jamez himself hadn't been one of them, he had been strong and he had stood up for himself.
Jamez stopped a bit away from the gate, as did everyone else. He was not prepared for the sight that met him and he gasped out loud. The other inmates were all indifferent and began to bully the new one at once, shouting things at Trent and tried to push him around. They were all unprepared for Trent's response.
Trent drew back his fist quick as a weasel and struck out at the nearest person. The person fell down, out cold at once.
"Stay the fuck away you stupid fucks or I'll fucking break you apart" Trent spat out. The other inmates backed away but they still glared.
"What the fuck are you looking at you fucking retards? Get the fuck out of my face" Trent continued and to Jamez's amazement the inmates actually did as they were told.
"Nice going father," Marcus drawled.
"No one fucks with a Malfoy. Now, who the fuck is that" Trent asked and pointed to a gaping Jamez. This Malfoy was not at all what Jamez had expected.