Chapter 17 ~ A New Friend
“How she doing?”
Cole and Kae made a stop by my cabin to check on things, “good, today she’s a lot better.”
I hadn’t helped Dad or left the cabin for a week. Watching Lyera detox was horrid – you think she was okay and then bang, she’d be out that door trying desperately to go anywhere to get a fix, the stupid thing was – where was she going to get it from? Her source was in prison, no one in town done that, she knew the junkie ‘might’ be near that petrol station halfway to the city but that was it. She hadn’t tried to escape in a couple of days, so things were looking up.
“Here’s the shopping you needed,” Cole smiled as she placed the bags down at the kitchen table.
“Thanks,” I sighed as I slumped into the chair.
“Where is she now?” Kae asked.
“In the shower, she has one every few hours, says she feels unclean.”
“And you? How are you holding up?” Cole asks as she seats herself next to me.
I swipe my hand down the front of my face exhaustedly, “tired, I’m just tired.”
“You need help with anything?” Kae places a freshly brewed mug of coffee in front of me.
“Nah, we got her counselling appointment today, it’s the first time we’ll be getting out of the house. Whatever was in that shit he stabbed into her really fucked her over, sheriff find out what the mixture was?”
“Not yet,” Kae replied with a worried frown, “bastard ain’t talking, Harrison’s having a field day with the amount of stuff they can pin on him, turns out he has a record a mile long. That and with what he has done to both Lyera and Ivy – he’s going away for a long time.”
“Good… what about Ivy? Anyone know how she’s doing?”
“Stopped by the hospital this morning, got an update from her Mama though, Ivy won’t see anyone, cut complete contact from everyone but her Mama, she said Ivy’s okay – seems to be detoxing the same way Lyera is, Child Protective Services has taken her kids. Wanna hear something really fucked?” Cole flashed me an unusual face as she waited for my answer, concern maybe disbelief… or maybe fear?
“When I was leaving, I overheard some nurses talking about a Leslie MacKenzie being admitted for attempted suicide. Apparently, he tried to hang himself – wrote a note. His Daddy dumped him and has not been back, they were saying how he caused quite a scene screaming about his ‘good for nothing, useless, sinner of a son’ before he smashed the window throwing a chair and left.”
“Holy shit…” Our heads snapped around to find Avaleria standing behind me. “Why would he do that?”
“Apparently because he’s gay,” Kaeron flippantly replied.
“He’s gay?” Shit, I had completely forgotten all of that.
“Yep – caught it on camera, was going to use it as leverage to get him to fuck off and leave you girls alone, but I guess I should just delete it now.”
“Can I see him, Pierce?”
“If you want to… we can go before your appointment this arvo.”
She nodded, nibbling on her lip. “I-I’m sorry… everyone… for everything.”
We all looked up at her as she fidgeted insecurely, “this ain’t your fault…”
“Actually it is…”
“Actually, it’s not. You were doing everything right, you were getting there and then the Toni fucker showed up…” she flinched at his name. “This is something we’ll get through – promise.” I held out my hand beckoning for her to sit on my lap which she did.
“Lyera – I kind of need you back to normal though as fast as possible.” Kae and I looked at her with that ‘what the fuck?’ face, Cole just chuckled. “Don’t get me wrong, crazy you was… interesting, but Kae and I are having a baby and it needs its aunty.”
Kae’s coffee was spat clear across the room, “what the fuck did you just say?” he rasped incredulously.
“Hmm, probably should have told you first, huh, oh well – too late now.” Cole was beaming with pure delight as she dismissed Kae’s reaction entirely.
“Oh my god, are you serious?” Lyera squealed. Cole shook her head enthusiastically.
We both jumped to our feet, hugging and congratulating her as Kae sat there stunned, looking as pale as a ghost.
“Kaeron, you okay?” Lyera gingerly inquired.
“I still live with my parents,” he whispered, unable to comprehend his situation. “I don’t have any money saved, I don’t even fully own my truck yet – I don’t know how to change a nappy, oh god, I don’t know how to breastfeed.”
I couldn’t help but snort in amusement. The poor boy was in shock, “that’s because you don’t – Cole does,” I replied, desperately trying not to laugh.
Cole slapped him on his shoulder, “you’ll be right – we got this shit.”
“When did you find out?” he gasped.
“This morning, at the hospital,” she wiggled her brows at him. “Kae, chill, okay, there’s no need to worry, I got this all sorted.” He gaped at her as if she were ludicrous.
“Well, that’s a relief,” Avaleria commented, “Welcome to the fucked up side of the tracks little brother, it’s nice to have company.”
Kae raised his middle finger at her while she laughed, I think it was the first time in days she had actually laughed, it was nice to see, even if it was at the detriment to her own brother.
“I’m going to be a fucking Dad,” he smiled, before wrapping his lips around Cole. It was nice to watch such a happy moment.
After they left, we piled into the truck and headed for the hospital. Clearly, Mac’s attempted suicide was partly my fault, I did relish in finding him and rubbed it in his face but shit, I never thought he would do that.
Avaleria seemed to fidget a lot, squeezing her fists, scratching the back of her neck or arms, twisting her fingers or bouncing her legs at a rapid rate but as we entered the hospital and the receptionist told us what room to go to, her fidgety ticks were a little out of control. I grabbed her hand, entwining our fingers, she looked up at me with relief and exhaled a deep breath – guess she found comfort in my touch.
We entered Mac’s room, knocking on the opened door as we went past and noticed immediately how dark the room was. He had drawn the curtains – clearly, he was not in a good place.
“What the fuck do you want?” He spat from his hospital bed. I looked around the room and realised there was no one there, no cards, flowers, support – nothing – just emptiness and darkness.
“Mac, I asked him to bring me.” My eyes fell upon the tray of untouched food still sitting there, shit, guess my bully was in more torment than I could fathom, I never turned down food no matter the condition.
“Why? What, your boyfriend tell you did he? Come to rub it in,” he snapped.
“Actually, Cole heard you were here and I asked to see you.” Lyera fearlessly sat down beside his bed.
“I’ll be back cowgirl, I’ll just give you two ten or so minutes,” Avaleria nodded and I made my way downstairs to the cafeteria. I had not been in the hospital since I was a kid, but from what I could remember, the food sucked.
I ordered three pies with a coke and two juices and grabbed some chips, chocolate and a small rainbow coloured teddy bear – which I thought was both hilarious and appropriate or inappropriate, before making my way back upstairs to his room.
I listened in the doorway, the divider was drawn so they couldn’t see me but I could hear them and I didn’t want to walk in at a crucial moment.
~ What am I going to do? Dad’s disowned me, Mum’s sneaking in here afraid to get caught, I couldn’t even end my life right.
~ Well, I officiated my brother into the ‘completely fucked up’ club this morning, guess you’ll have to join too, so far that makes three of us.
~ I’m sorry, for what I did to you.
~ Mac don’t, you were always so much different when it was just you and I, maybe if I had of taken notice, you wouldn’t have felt so alone all the time.
~ No Avaleria, when you told Ivy and me what happened to you, we should have been there. Instead, she saw it as an opportunity to knock you from your popularity pedestal and with you not wanting anyone to touch you, I had no cover – no chick to hide behind, I was so afraid about people finding out my secret that I wasn’t there for you when you needed a friend the most. Fuck, I even tried to use you when you got back because I had far too many close calls at being discovered.
~ Why were or are, so afraid of people knowing?
~ Are you kidding? I don’t want to be this, I just want to be normal. Being different in the world is miserable, why can’t I just be normal?
~ Hate to break it to ya kid, but you are normal.
~ I’m a freak.
~ No, you’re not. An asshole, but a completely normal, average one. Mac, I think you need new friends, I also think you need to stop this tough guy act, you need to accept you for you – be okay with who you are inside. Do I care that you are gay? Nope. Do you think Cole or Kae or even Pierce will care you’re gay? Not at all. Will you have to deal with homophobic idiots? Probably, you’ve been a wanker for years, it’s only natural you’ll receive some of it back. But will you get through this? Yes, because you have us. You’re going to have to do a shit-load of apologising though because I mean, you are a real asshole.
~ You want to be my friend after everything I have done to you?
~ I always liked you better on your own Mac, it’s when I felt you were being actually honest and kind. Who you were in front of ‘the crowd’ was never you. So yes, as long as you continue to be you and not some red-neck fuck, just you, I would love to be your friend.
~ I’m sorry I hurt you.
~ I’m sorry I lit your Mama’s compost heap on fire and it burnt down half your house.
“That was you?” I jumped into the room with wide eyes to see them both laughing. I threw the coke and pie onto Mac’s lap and a pie and juice onto Lyera’s, placing the bag full of goodies onto the side table. “Chips and chocolate for munchies, oh and this…” I tossed him the rainbow teddy.
“Why would I want that?” he snapped defensively.
“To cuddle, hospitals are scary at night,” I replied with an incredulous look on my face as Lyera snickered. “Eat ya pie, it’s gotta be better than that shit.” I tilted my head in the direction of the untouched tray.
“How much did you hear?” Avaleria enquired knowingly.
“Enough, nothing that needs to be repeated.”
I sat down next to her as Mac eyed me warily. “Why? Why are you being nice to me? I’ve always been a cunt to you.”
“Yeah, you have. But Mac, sometimes in life, you just need someone to see past your bull shit and accept you for the person you are inside.”
Lyera leant over and placed her lips on my cheek, “I am so fucking in love with you.”
“Thanks… Pierce,” Mac looked ashamed.
“No worries mate, but next time you feel like necking yourself… you know where I am.”
We stayed for a while, chatting and having a laugh. The moment we climbed back in the car though, Avaleria was on top of me with her tongue down my throat and her divine, heavenly core pressed against my hardening manhood.
“Stop,” I panted, regretfully pulling away.
“But I need you… now,” she pouted.
I growled, there is nothing more I would love to do right now and after spending so long without having sex I was aching in need. But, we had one more thing to tackle.
“God, you make it so hard cowgirl. Nope – we are not getting distracted, you and I have one more place to be and we need to heal you.” Those words were like an instantaneous lust deflator, the realisation that the root of her drug addiction had not been sorted. “I love you Avaleria, I just want you to be okay.”
She nodded, slowly removing herself and buckling her seatbelt around her body. “Dr Morton’s office please Pierce, it’s time I stopped avoiding everything. But I warn you, it’s not going to be pretty.”
“That’s okay, you don’t have to fight this on your own anymore – I’m not going anywhere. I’ve got you.”
It was a promise, I meant every word. Next stop – the counsellors.