Chapter Twelve

I sat in the emergency room waiting room, waiting. Waiting for an explanation, waiting for the doctors to tell me the fate of my sister. How could this happen? I should have been there. I should have protected her, but I failed her once again. I felt my anger boiling over, like it so often did. "What the hell fuck happened?" I asked, my voice was harsh, but I didn't care. I didn't even know if I would see my sister again. How could this happen?

"I'm so sorry Jon, I told you, I don't know what happened. Alyssa took something, and Nikki came into our room after you guys left, she was asking what Aly took, that's when I left to go make a phone call, when I came back, I found them. I'm so sorry." Sam was crying now. It wasn't her fault. How could it be? All she did was make a phone call, she didn't tell Nikki and Aly to do what they did. They did that on their own. That was something Jon needed to come to terms with.

Seth's phone rang, he didn't need to look at the screen to know who was calling. "Hey babe." Seth said quietly. "No, I'm at the hospital. Something happened with Jon's sister, and her friend." Seth was quiet for a moment. "Listen, Katy, I'll give you a call later. I need to be here for my friends." Seth then hung up the phone. Jon could only imagine what was going through Seth's mind. Him and Katy have had a rocky relationship. She wasn't the sweet girl next door everyone thought she was. She had a nasty temper, and an even nastier attitude.

Seth was clearly agitated when he came back, they must have been fighting again. I ignored Seth's unpleasant look on his face, and continued to worry about my sister. I didn't have to wait long, the doctor came out, and sat in front of me. He looked to be your average doctor, middle aged, blonde hair, blue eyes. "Mr. Moxley, I have good news for you." Dr. Blake said, "Your sister is now in recovery. She said she took an overdose of Oxycodone. Alyssa is also in recovery, she was in worse shape then Nikki. Alyssa took a greater amount over the course of last night, as well as today. I assure all of you that both girls will make a full recovery. You can go in and see them now, but only one at a time. We are also working on the release papers. And I suggest you go see your regular doctor for a follow up as soon as you possibly can." Dr. Blake said. I thanked him, before following him to my sisters room.

"She might be sleeping, don't be alarmed, when you see her. She is going to be pale for a while, and she will be feeling very sick for several days. I suggest plenty of bed rest for her. Her appetite might decrease for a while as well. Don't be alarmed." Once again, I thanked Dr. Blake, and proceeded into my sisters room. I didn't need anyone to tell me the after effects of overdosing, I knew them very well, but that was another story. I needed to be here for my sister, I knew what to expect, and the stomach pain she would feel afterwards, along with the excessive tiredness. Overdosing was never how it looked in movies, or on tv. It wasn't by any means a walk in the park. That shit really fucked with your body. I didn't see that then, but I see it now, and I'm glad I got the help I needed to change.

I pulled a chair next to Nikki's bed, she was sleeping, her face pale. There was an IV hooked up to her hand pumping in fluid that her body desperately needed right now. Her eyes fluttered open as I sat down. "Jon?" She asked, tears spilling from her eyes, "I'm so sorry."

"Shhhh… Now is not the time for apologies. Right now you need to rest. We'll figure this out later." Jon said, stroking her hand. Nikki nodded, and wiped her tears away. She was embarrassed and disappointed in herself for what she had unintentionally done to herself. In her mind, she couldn't help but question where she had gone wrong. How many times she had attempted suicide, and failed. She felt pathetic for this situation. She did not want to die now, she had found her brother, and was starting her life over, but that didn't stop her demons from trying to pull her back down.

"In a way I felt like the drugs set me free. It was like I was saying fuck you to mom, you know." Nikki started.

"But after the fun of it goes away, you realize that the drugs were doing the exact same thing that mom and Harper were doing. They just drag you down, and keep you at your lowest, most vulnerable place, and destroys you." Jon finished her thoughts.

"Yeah." Nikki said, her tears falling again.

"After I left, I tried to find you. I kept thinking to myself where you would go, and I went there, and you weren't there. At first I didn't touch the drugs, but then Alyssa showed me how to earn money. She said the drugs would help do the things I didn't want to do, and it did, for a while." Nikki cried, how do you explain that you took drugs to sell your body to earn enough money to feed yourself?

"I got into drugs after I found out you left home. Sami and I looked for you everywhere. In alleyways, shacks, parks, but no matter where we looked we never found you. It took up so much of our time that we stopped showing up for work, we had stopped training for wrestling, all of our time was dedicated to finding you. There was times we would sleep in our car just to see if you would show up." Jon started, "I stopped going to work, I lost my apartment. We lost everything. One of Sami's friends back at the training facility said he could get us a good paying night time job. He gave us a house number, and told us to meet him there one night. We walked into a drug house, we were terrified, but we stayed for the money. All we had to do was make one delivery, and collect the money, and bring back the money to the boss. He would split it with us after that." Jon started to recall that night, it was so easy to get sucked into that lifestyle. "After that we started selling more and more. After our first week our boss gave us a bonus in the form of dope. We got high that night, which lead to more and more drugs, heavier drugs."

Jon shook his head, as if to say enough without verbalizing it, "That was a long time ago, and right now you need to rest, getting you clean is the next step. You don't have to worry about anything else." Jon hugged his little sister, and whispered into her ear how much he loved her. This was a long time coming, they both had gone through so much turmoil together, and apart that now they both needed to help each other rekindle what was left, and build on that. Jon was determined to help his sister over come her drug problems, just like Sami helped him, and he helped Sami. They would get through this, together.

It was well past noon by the time Nikki and Alyssa were released from the hospital. Seth and Roman were kind enough to gather all of our things from the hotel room, and bring them to my house. I told Nikki that we were going to go home, meaning my house. She was weak, and extremely exhausted by the time we got home. "I guess this means I can't give you a tour of my house until you feel better." I joked with my little sister. She laughed, "No, I just want to sleep. I'll let you show me around when I feel better."

Jon lead Nikki into the spare room, and helped her into bed. Almost immediately she fell asleep, but not before she could thank her older brother for everything he did for her. "That's what I am here for. I'm supposed to protect you." Jon responded. Nikki knew how hurt Jon was, she could see it in his eyes, those same blue eyes that protected her as a child. What was the difference between now and then? She was still weak and pathetic, forcing Jon to pick up the mess she made. She couldn't help but wonder if when he left he really wanted to get as far away from her as possible. Maybe he had grown sick of taking care of her, maybe she had clung to him too long and it was his way of telling her to grow the hell up for once and take care of herself. "I'm sorry Jon."

"You don't need to be sorry, things happen. You just learn from them and move on. I'm here now, and I promise I'm not going to leave you. I'm going to stay here, and make sure you're ok from now on."

After Jon's reassuring words Nikki fell asleep rather quickly. Jon soon followed, but not before having a drink to sort his thoughts. He recalled the day he left, how Nikki begged him to take her with him. The sound of her trembling voice, and hear cries as she watched him walk out the door. Their mother, and Harper high in their bedroom. The promise he had made to go back for her when she was of legal age. How his life was going good, until he went back for her. How good he felt when he got high for the first time. How he realized after fucking up his life on drugs, that he needed to change, that he didn't want to be like his mother, and Nikki wouldn't want that for him. Jon drank all of it away, until he passed out exhausted and drunk in his bed.

Thank you for all the reviews, I loved them! So just a little reading for Sunday before Payback, who's going to be watching? I will be watching... and chanting for the Shield... and Screaming for the Shield... and trying to be a ninja in my living room while watching the Shield... yup...