Chapter 8: Help Me Again
Roger walked into his home and into the kitchen. He saw Trish standing there she was drinking her coffee. She looked up at Roger as he moved over to her.
"Hey Baby." She said kissing him. He kissed her back.
"Hey, I was wondering if you could take the kids somewhere fun for the next week."
"Why?" She asked him putting her coffee down.
"Well Riggs gets out tomorrow and I was hoping that I could bring him here. The doctor said that just because he was in a coma doesn't mean that he will not go through withdraws." He told her. She nodded her and told him that she would.
-The Next Day-
Martin walked into Roger's home and looked around. Roger was right behind him.
"I don't know about this Rog. I mean I appreciate it but still." He said moving to the kitchen.
"It will be fine, and you will be fine." Roger told him.
"Okay, I just hope that you didn't call Margaret and told her about this. I mean I like the little apple head, but she can be very mean at times." He had stopped before he got to the kitchen as was looking at Roger. He turned around and there was Margaret standing in the kitchen. Riggs looked at Roger and Roger smiled at him.
"What she is your sponsor." He told him and reminded him. Riggs rolled his eyes and looked at her.
"Now set down and listen to the apple head." She told him. Martin walked over and sat down at the kitchen island. She walked over to him.
"Relapsing is hard and what you did was stupid, but Roger and I and some of the others are here to help you." She told him. He looked at her when she said others. He looked over and saw some of his "friends" from AA there in the living room. He turned toward Roger.
"Really." He said.
"She said it was a good thing. That they all have went through this at one point." Roger said with a smile. Riggs rolled his eyes but got hit in the back of the head. He looked, and it was Margaret.
"Come on let's do a meeting now." She said, and Martin looked at Roger.
"I will get you for this." He said in a low voice. Roger just smiled at him.
They had a meeting, and everyone shared. It got to Martin. He smiled at them and they looked at him. He rolled his eyes again.
"Hi I'm Martin and I have a problem." He said.
"Okay where to start. Okay a few no a month and a few weeks ago my…boyfriend got hurt. He got hurt because I was not paying any attentions and he got shot." Riggs's voice changed to talking fast to slowing down.
"I felt like it was my fault and I took four of his painkillers and went home and bought me some whisky." Roger looked at him went he said that he had taken some of his pain pills.
"Then I took the pills and drank the whole bottle. Then I liked how it felt, so I started to do it more. Then a guess a month ago. He broken this off with me because of it and I…" He looked down.
"I thought that he hated me so I (clear his throat) thought that it would be best if I died." He said all this, and it made Roger hurt to know that he was the cause of this in a way.
"It was not your fault that he got hurt." Lola told him.
"But it felt like it and still does." He said not looking at her.
The meeting ended, and everyone started to talk. Riggs looked around the room and saw Aylee who was a nurse, Lola who was therapist and Anthony who was a doctor. Riggs moved where he was and went up stairs when no one was looking. Roger saw him leave and followed him. Roger found him in the upstairs bathroom. He was throwing up in the commode. Roger walked over and rubbed his back. Martin throw up again. Margaret who saw both leave walked in.
"How is he doing?" She asked. Roger looked at her and said.
"Not good."
"I hope this is my bottom." He said after throwing up.
"It is if you stop digging." Margaret told him. Riggs looked at her with an angry face.
"Yea or when I stop long enough to beat you with my shovel." He said which made her smile. Roger looked at Riggs and saw that he was smiling too.
The next few hours were hell on Riggs. He had throwing up many times. He had one hell of a headache. He was shaking at times. He felt like shit. They tried to get him to rest but he couldn't. Roger told him that he need to try again to sleep. So now he was up in the master bedroom alone looking at the wall. Everyone tried to help him in their own way and he didn't mind it, but they were getting on his nerves now. So being up here in the room alone was nice.
"Are you done with drinking now?" A voice asked him. His eyes got wide and looked over and saw himself standing there looking at him.
"How?" He asked him.
"Well are you?" He asked again.
"Now why would he stop." He heard another voice and looked over and saw himself again. He looked at himself and he was dressed in black, then he looked over at the other him who was dressed in white.
"Okay what the hell is going on?" He asked looking very confused.
The one in white walked over and sat on the bed. He smiled at him. The other him walked over and sat down on the bed too.
"You can quite and be a better person." The one in white said.
"He is fine the way he is." The one in black said looking at one in white. The one in white looked over and said.
"He needs to get sober and stay sober."
"No, he needs to get loaded to forget about the pain that he is in."
"Okay both of you shut up!" He yelled.
"I don't know what to do, keep getting loaded or not I don't know, Miranda help me!" He yelled to her.
"Okay boys leave." He heard her voice and looked beside the bed and saw her standing there. He looked back over and the other hims were gone.
"Miranda, I don't know what to do?" He asked her. She walked over to the side of the bed that he was at and sat down. She took his hand into hers.
"You need to stop, because she will need you to stop." She said. He looked at her with narrowed eyes.
"She who is she?" He asked.
"On you next case, she will need you to be strong and sober. She needs you to stay this way for the rest of your life." She told him. He started to cry. She wiped a tear away and smiled at him.
"When does it stop hurting?" He asked her.
"When you wake up." She told him.
Martin opened his eyes and looked over and saw Roger laying beside him asleep. It was dark out. Riggs smiled and moved closer to him. The next morning, he woke up and looked at Roger and smiled. He got up and walked downstairs. He found everyone asleep in the living room but Margaret. She was in the kitchen drinking coffee. He walked over and got him a cup.
"How did you sleep?" She asked him.
"Good." He told her.