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Chapter 2

Overdose

Max P.O.V.

It took two hours, two whole hours for the redness in our eyes to dissapear enough. We were still a bit tipsy as Sky and I stumbled out of the back of the church. Giggles filled they air as we clung to eachother and started our long walk down the street.

Having dropped our now empty beer cans, we kicked them as we stumbled along. We skirted along backwards and alley ways to keep away from the main street. Today was not the day to get arrested for being a dealer and a pusher. A drug dealer that is.

Sky leaned in and kisses me on the cheek.

"See you later sweet cheeks" She said, giggling as she pulled away and walked into the backyard of her brick apartment.

"Don't get too sober!" I called out, She giggled once more and with a small wave, she disappeared inside. I chuckled to myself and pulled my jacket tighter around me as the wind started to kick up once again.

I flipped the hood up to cover my messy windblown hair and patted down my jean pockets and pulled out a very crumbled bag of pretzels. I munched on them to clear my drunken dizziness as I tripped over uncovered roots in the ground.

I had one more stop tonight. I darted through a darkened alleyway, jumping over the feet of Mr. Hunt, the old homeless man who lived there. I felt one of his cold wrinkled hands grab onto mine.

"Be careful out there Max" He whispered, soft and sweet before going into a fit of coughs.

"Will do Mr. Hunt" I whispered back and patted his shoulder. A layer of dirt came up on my hand, but I shrugged and just wiped it off on my already disgusting jeans. I was in NO way a girly girl.

I waved goodbye and squinted my eyes, scanning around the main street. A smile spread across my face. No one was out and about.

Darkness of night was slowly falling as I stepped out onto the main street. "Main Streets" are the places where cops would mostly be looking. You either learned to be good at hiding in the shadows or to not use them at all. Most people went for the latter. Me? I'm not like "most people."

I stepped out onto the blacktop and sprinted across the street, darting around the circle of light that the street lights casted. I stepped up onto the cracked sidewalk as a siren exploded off to my left.

Shit.

I ducked behind a tall browning bush and laid down in the crumbling dirt and rocks. I held my breath as fimilar red and blue lights of a police car flashed off the building behind me. The siren grew louder and louder as the police car grew closer and close.

All the air in my body left in a rush as the polic car zoomed right place. Time to get my ass in gear.

I stood up, not even bothering to brush the dirt off as I flat off sprinted around apartment buidlings as I arrived in front of the dirtest one of all. I pulled the door open and crinckled my nose as the smell of months old garbage and cigarette smoke filtered out into the outside worlds.

Opps, sorry Ozone.

I stepped inside, letting the door bang behind me. I sighed and gazed upon the sets apon sets of stairs. God, I am so lazy.

I stood one converse clad foot on a crumbling and creaky step and started my climb of destiny. And started to count. Step after step. I pumped my legs faster as the numbers grew larger in my head. I stopped on a dime and knelt down on step number 166. I put my hands on the edge and pulled up, hard.

The wooden step came up easy in my hand and I found a little brown box. Jackpot. Patting down my back pocket, I pulled a little unmarked baggie out. Inside it contained a fine white powder.

"You're in good hands now buddy" I said with a laugh before dropping it into the little box. Setting the top of the step back down, I stomped on it for good measure and started my climb back down.

Time to get out of this trash heap. I've been in some pretty disgusting places, but this had to be the worse. The smell could probably make you lose your eyebrows and possible make you blind if you're not used to it. I'm not proud to say i'm used to it.

I walked out and let the rusted screen door fall back into place as I started my grand walk home. The wind was pushing hurricane force as I turned back onto the main street. I kicked a rock along the way, so I wouldn't die of boredom.

I can see it now. We are all gathered here today to remember young Maximum Ride. Who died of a severe boredom attack. No matter how cool that would be, I rather die in my sleep, unlike the passenger in my car who will probably be screaming blood mercy.

I turned onto my street, Olney Ave, and stopped to look at my very white two story house. There's a giant oak tree in the front yard, with a tire swing hanging from the lower branches. My paradise when I was younger, now my little sister Angel uses it like a prized possession, which it is.

I pulled out my plastic piece of crap cell phone and checked the time. Eight O clock, Right on schedule. One point to the Max.

I stepped into our dimly lit house and closed the door softly behind me.

"Mommy! Maxi's home" Angel screamed and skipped up to me. I pulled her up in a hug and she smiled and wrapped her arms tightly around my neck.

The perfect family.

To bad my they don't know what I do in my free time.

A/n:

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