I haven't updated in a long time. So if any of you are still with me... I want to dedicate this chapter to my boyfriends baby sister. She overdosed last month on heroin. 17 years old. Times have been very stressful ever since. My boyfriend is now 8 months sober after a year of using. She used for 5 months, went to rehab and OD'd a month later. -_-
This chapter is on the short side. Please excuse any grammar errors and whatnot. I haven't read this over because I wanted to get it posted. Not 100% sure how happy I am with this chapter but I'm not in the best state of mind right now.

"Good morning Inuyasha." A voice woke me from my slumber.

I looked up at the person, I didn't know her. "Who are you?"

"My name is Teresa." The older woman smiled. "I work here on the weekend shift."

I looked at her and nodded.

She handed me my medicine and spoke.

"I heard from nightshift that you managed to take a shower last night."

I frowned. "Are there cameras in the bathrooms?"

"No, of course not!" She laughed. "There are cameras in the hallway. You went in the bathroom at 11pm and didn't come back out till forty-five minutes later, your hair was wet, and you were holding a towel."

"Oh," I smiled, "Right. Is there a reason you're bringing that up?"

"We just have it on file that you've been stuck in bed. The fact that you were up and about is important."

"Oh."

"Now you have been detoxing since Monday but now that it seems you are starting to feel better," she handed me a packet of paper, "We can go over the rules here. Go ahead and read them, they are pretty self explanatory but I can go over any that you want."

I nodded and looked at the page.

No sex. No drugs. No leaving the premises. No skipping meetings. No staying out past the 9pm curfew. No sleeping in. No phone calls without permission. No stealing. No fighting.

I looked up at her. "Easy enough."

"Great. On the next page is the schedule. Again, any questions just ask."

I turned the page over to read the schedule that was to be my life for the next few months.

6am: Wake up

6:30-7: Breakfast

7-7:30: Group meeting

7:30-9: Free time (Inside only)

9-10: Group meeting

10-12pm: Free time (No swimming)

12pm-12:30: Lunch

12:30-1: Free time (Inside only)

1-2: Group meeting

2-5: Free time

5-5:30: Dinner

5:30-7: One on one counseling and free time. (Inside only)

7-8: Group meeting

8-9: Free time (Inside only)

9pm: Lights out

Once I finished up I looked up at her. "This looks like a lot."

"You will get used to it; it's to keep you busy. In time you will like the structure of a routine."

"I guess."

"In the morning someone will come wake you up at 6. The counseling and free time is because there are only a few counselors and so those who are waiting for or are done with their turn just have free time."

I nodded.

"If you are feeling up to it, I can give you a tour of the place."

"Sure." I guess I can manage.

"Okay." She left the room and waited for me to follow. Once in the hallway she spoke. "This whole section of the building is where the rooms are. Upstairs for men, downstairs for women."

On the second floor there were two large bathrooms, a small gym, a yoga studio, two recreation rooms, and a balcony. We went downstairs and there was another pair of large bathrooms, three group meeting rooms, a cafeteria, the intake offices, the main rec room, and a library.

Through the main rec room downstairs was a patio, and outside they had a peaceful landscape with lots of flowers and benches to just chill and breathe. There was a tennis court and a gazebo.

After the tour I was feeling exhausted so I went back up to my room to lie down. Teresa came in the room some time after and gave me my medicines.

One of them helped me to fall asleep.

It took me about a week to start getting used to my new schedule. It was different always switching things up and doing this and that; but I liked the structure. It helped distract me from my demons. Although group meetings did bring some of them back out but it did with others as well. I don't really talk much in the groups. It's not required. Eventually I might but I don't know. I just listen mostly. Most of the people here have done things way worse than I have before they got here. So it definitely makes me feel less shitty about myself.

Most of the other residents are way older than me. But most people my age shouldn't be in rehab. Hell I shouldn't be either but I am. That's what happens when you make certain choices. There are a few young people my age here. I mostly keep to myself though.

The meetings with my counselor are rough. I've never taken responsibility for any of my actions in the past. The therapy I took last year did nothing since I just bullshit my way through till I didn't have to go anymore. My issues with my dad always being gone did some damage to me. Now I have to deal with my guilt for the bad things of done since I started using. Especially with my mom. I'll never get a second chance at her last few months of life and funeral. I skipped her burial to shoot up, damn. I made her probably even more sick than she already was from worrying about me. And my daughter, and my wife. I have a lot of making up to do.

Something that really helps me get through the day is that I'm on two medications now. They have me on Celexa for depression and bipolar tendencies and Suboxone for my dependence issues.

Probably the worst part about this whole process is that it will never end. Whether I use or not, I will always be an addict.

What I like most about this place is that I have no fear of judgment here, because nobody here is going to judge me or say that I'm a horrible person. The doctors, staff and other patients, they understand me so I can feel comfortable.

Kagome had written me a letter and sent some pictures of herself and the baby. I miss them so much. I'm so glad she didn't leave me, it's not like I even deserve a second chance. I worry about what she is doing. My life is kind of on hold while I'm down here. She is still living hers though.

Today is my 34th day sober. Once we are here for 30 days we are allowed visitation. Kagome and Sesshomaru are flying in today to visit me. Kaiya won't be coming though, she'll be with Rin.

I'm so excited to see Kagome though! I can't wait to finally have here in front of me. I feel like a whole new person. Fuck, I am a whole new person. I want to show her the new me. I want to thank her for sticking by my side through all of this, and Sesshomaru as well for giving me this opportunity.

I paced in my room as I waited for them to get here. I had just left a meeting but the whole time I was distracted, I just can't wait to see Kagome. I have so much to tell to her.

Teresa walked in my room.

"Inuyasha, your brother and wife are here now."

I let out a deep breath. "Okay."

I left my room and headed across the building where I knew they would be waiting. I found the two near the entrance; Sesshomaru talking to a secretary and Kagome had her back turned looking around. I hesitated for a moment. We hadn't separated on the best of terms. Last time she saw me she was ready to leave me.

The nervousness kicked in but I fought it. They are here to support me. If she didn't care she wouldn't have flown halfway across the country to visit me.

"Hey." I called out as I walked over to them.

Kagome was the first to look. Her eyes were wide as she looked me up and down. We walked up to eachother and I stopped a few feet away from her.

"Yash," she took in the sight of me, "you look amazing."

I smiled and she pulled me into a hug. I held her tight, my tears threatening to spill out. I didn't realize how much I had missed her until I finally had her back in my arms. I took a deep breath and smelled her hair. Fuck did I miss her. I missed looking at her in person, the warmth from her small body, the way she smelled, the sound of her voice.

"Inuyasha." Sesshomaru walked over to us and Kagome pulled away.

We shook hands and shared an awkward hug. Feelings aren't something we are good at, especially towards each other.

I smiled, glad they're here. "Why don't we go outside?" I asked, "It's a nice day out."

They agreed and I led them out to an area I liked to spend my time thinking. We all sat on a bench underneath a huge tree. I sat on the edge with Kagome to my right, holding my hand. Sesshomaru was on the other end. The three of us were quiet as we looked around at the scenery.

Kagome was the first person to break the silence.

"This place is really nice."

I nodded. "It is."

Sesshomaru spoke. "So how are you?"

I sighed. "I'm alright."

Kagome smiled at me. "You look really good. You got back all the weight you lost, your face is clearer, you just look so much healthier."

"Yeah," I bowed my head, "I wasn't lookin so hot when I came in here... How is Kaiya?"

"She is a handful, but I love her."

I smirked.

"Inuyasha," Sesshomaru got my attention, "How long do you think you will be here?"

"Well," I started to answer, "I can leave after my sixty days are up, I can stay till ninety if I want, and even longer if I need too."

He nodded. "I figured that when you end your inpatient treatment, you should go to a halfway house, instead of going straight home."

"I don't know," I shrugged. "I wasn't planning on it."

"I think it's a good idea." Kagome said.

"I really want to go back home though. I'm sober, I know not to use, I won't ever do it again. I want to go back to work and eventually make something of myself."

"It will help give you the strength to resist temptation." He countered.

"I know, but I want to go home."

"You can't rush things." Kagome said. "Your sobriety is important Yash, without it everything else will fall apart."

I answered with a sigh. "I guess so."

The rest of our visit was filled with them asking about all the things I have learned and before I knew it they had to leave.

I really didn't want Kagome to go. I could tell she didn't have so much faith in me staying clean when I get out. But I'm so determined to show her that I'm not some childish fuckboy. I'm a man now.

The visit was short but it was just as much as I needed to get me through this point in my life. I'm going to commit to this. I won't let drugs control my life anymore. I'm going to give my daughter the dad that I missed out on and be there for my wife.

I can do this.

One day at a time.

RIP Brittnee