Austin's POV

My eyes open and my head immediately starts to pound. I put down my phone and stand up. I walk down the stairs and up to the refrigerator and grab a beer. I walk back up stairs and grab my phone again. I click on my contacts and scroll through.

"Hey!" I hear over the phone.

"Hey." I say back. Everything is ringing in my ear.

"I can't believe you did it. I couldn't have done it that well. Have they had the funeral yet?" The woman asks.

"Yea. Last week. Listen, I need your help." I start to explain.

"Sure, what's up?"

"Well first, I need you to come over… I'm getting lonely, If you understand what I'm saying." I chuckle and a piercing pain shoots though my stomach and up to my head.

"Yea I do. I'll be over in 20 minutes. What else."

"I need more…The beer isn't holding me over, I only have a little bit left." I hear her silent over the phone.

"Ok, I'll try. But this is really short notice. I don't know if I can."

"Ok… please try, I want to rip my skin off. One last thing. I need you to go somewhere with me." I explain. Talking hurts, everything I do hurts.

"Where?" The woman questions.

"I need you to buy me a gun."

"What kind?"

"Something small. I don't know .38 maybe .22 caliber revolver?" I ask her.

"Yea. Ok when do you need it by?" She got louder and it makes me want to scream.

"Tomorrow. I've got something planned."I tell her softly hoping it will quiet her down too.

"Ok. Well I'll be over in about 20 minutes." She says softly understanding my pain.

"Ok Jessie. Thanks again for all your help." I say and hang up the phone.

I throw in on the bed and head towards the bathroom. I strip down and turn on the water. I step into the shower and let the hot water run down my back. A wave of nausea comes over me. I jump out of the shown and lean over the toilet.

After wiping my mouth I get back in. The hot water makes me feel a little bit better.

"Tomorrow is going to be a fun day." I say to myself.

I finish up and walk back to my room. I throw on some boxers and pair of jeans then go down stairs. Each step was difficult. My head was spinning, my body was aching and itching worse than ever, I felt like my skin didn't fit. On the 4rd to last step I trip and fall down the rest, onto my face.

I look over to the kitchen and see the bottle. Still open from earlier. I could just lie here… or I could get it. It's only a few feet away… Only a little bit left…

I slowly get up on to my knees and fall back down. I try again and succeed.

I slowly walk over to the kitchen, gripping on everything I can to keep my balance. It's getting worse by the minute. The room is spinning and everything is blurry. I stumble forward and grip onto the counter in front of me. I go to reach for a cup when another piercing pain shoots through my body.

I look down at the bottle and try to read the label. The words were too fuzzy to read but I knew exactly what it was. It all started with a horrible freaking cold… The doctors prescribed me codeine cough syrup.

"What the hell were they thinking." I say to myself picking up the bottle and bringing it to my mouth. I take the last swig of it. I push it down my throat. Ugh, the taste of cough syrup… its gross… I can feel the burn slowly move down my throat. It hits my stomach and after a couple of minutes, everything gets a little bit better. Only 10 more minutes. 10 more minutes…

I hear the nock on my door later. It starts to make my head pound. The sweat starts to fall again. That little bit didn't help, not in the least bit. I stagger over to the door and open it.

Jessie's POV

I look up into his face. He had these dark circles under his eyes and his face was white. His body was covered in sweat and his eyes were blood shot.

"How long?" I look over him again.

"Six days. There was one last sip and I wanted to save it. I took it earlier but it didn't help." He starts to breath heavy and his eyes shut tight like he was in pain. He started to rock back and forth like he was going to fall.

"How did you call her then?" I ask putting the brown bag under my arm. I reach for his forehead and tough it with the back of my hand. "My god you're burning up…" I say helping him to the couch. I pull out a glass vile from the bag.

"I was drunk off my ass." He explains looking like he felt like he was on fire.

"This was all I could get." He knew exactly what it was.

"I told you I don't want to do that. It's too much. No! I won't!" He stares at me.

"So I just paid $250 for 8 ounces of nothing. You're going through withdrawal. You do understand what happens if you don't get help or get more, right? You will die." I explain to him.

"I'm dead anyway. It's either, die of overdose, withdrawal, or spend life in jail." I can see the sweat pouring out of his pours.

"I'm cold…I'm really cold. Get me a blanket. NOW! I'm freeezziinnnggg! PLEASEEEE HURRRRYYY UUUPPPPPP" He starts to shake violently. I grab a blanket and wrap him up in it. He continues to shake.

I reach back into the bag and pull out a needle. "I don't care what you say." I pull off the top with my mouth picking up the vile. I stick the needle into the top and pull up the plunger. I fill the small syringe half way and pull it out. I lean over him to keep him till. I wrap a piece of cloth around his base tightly and wait a second. I take the needle and stick it into his arm. I push the plunger down and pull out the syringe. Seconds later he stops shaking and sighs in relief. I see the spot I stuck the needle in turn purple. He looks down at it.

"Is that normal?" He looks up at me.

"Yea. You're going to be fine." I say sitting next to him and pulling him into my arms. He was still burning hot. "Let's get you into a cold shower. Then we'll figure out what we'll do from here. Ok?" He nods as I help him get up.

Cat's POV

Robbie and I are on our way to the police station when my phone rings. I jump slightly scared of who is calling. I look down to see that it's Jade.

"Hey what's up?" I answer.

"There's this car outside. It's a silver convertible. I don't know but I think its Chevy." Jade says. My mouth drops.

"Can you see the windshield?" I ask.

"Yea. No ones in it though." She explains.

"Ok can you do me a favor? Walk out over to the car and look into it. Is there a picture of me and my brother hanging on the mirror?" I hear the door open and shut behind her.

"Um. No I don't see one." She pauses probable looking around. "Wait. Is it you, your brother and your mom?"

"Yea it's the one we took in Disney when we were kids."

"It's on the floor of the passenger seat."

"Oh god. How the hell did he get it out of evidence? It was in California." I say to myself aloud.

"Why is he taunting you Cat? What does he want?" She asks me.

"I have no clue. We just got t the station I'll get someone to go down there. Can you stay by the car? If you want I'll stay on the phone."

"Yea just hurry up." She says. I get out of the car and hurry into the police station. I run up to the desk.

"Hi. I'm Caterina Valentine. I have something for the squad working on Austin McAllister's Case and it's urgent." The woman at the desk brings me and Robbie over to another desk with 3 officers going though some papers.

"Hi." I say and they look up. "My mother was the one—"

"We know who you are. What's up?" The one younger officer, Officer Morrison, says to me.

"My mother's car is outside of my friend's beach house…" I explain.

"Not possible. It's in evidence." The older one says.

"Well it's obviously not. It has the picture my mom kept on her mirror on the passenger side floor." The older officer stands up and grabs his gun and badge.

"I'll go check it out. You stay here." He says to me.

"My friend Jade should be there when you get there. She's the one who saw it." He nod and I give him the address to the beach house, then he leaves.

"Ok. So what else." Officer Morrison asks.

"Robbie and I were in my room looking for my phone when it rang. Someone was on the other end but they didn't say anything. It was kinda like in the horror movies." He chuckle. "Then I hung up. The number called again and I answered it. Robbie recorded the conversation. It was Austin. He said if I brought this to you guys he would make my life a living hell. Next thing we know Robbie has a gun laser on his chest so I threw the phone on the ground and stomped next to it. Then the dot disappeared."

"Ok. I can give you your phone back but I'm gonna need to strip the recording off of it. Can I have it." Robbie pulls his phone out of his pocket and hands him the phone.

He pulls out the SD card and puts in into his computer. "Ok… so what do we have…?" He goes through the files. "So I'm going to take a guess and say you two are a couple."

"Yea we are."I say and he chuckles.

"Ok, here it is." He drags the file over to a new folder and saves it. "Let's have a listen." He clicks it and it starts to play.

As the recording is playing, his expression changes multiple times. "This man is insane…" He says when it finishes.

"Yea he is." Robbie adds.

"Ok, were going to have a police officer outside your beach house until we find this bastard. I'll do it myself." I nod. I think everyone will feel safer this way.

My phone rings. I pick it up. "Ok the officer is here. This is your mom's car. It was reported stolen yesterday afternoon. They said they don't know how long it's been gone. I has to ba at least 3 days to drive it down here." Jade explains.

"Ok… Thanks Jadey." I say and sigh. I fill in Robbie and Officer Morrison.

"It's my mom's…"I say.