Introduction
- Guilty Pleasures
You knew you should have stayed off the drugs. But even realizing that, you couldn't miss that feeling of satisfaction that it gave you. You craved, you needed it, and even the moments you wouldn't need it at all, you still could find yourself trying to get that feeling, that satisfaction. And this is where you confronted yourself. Now you're in a car, driving to that rehab they had been talking about. Is this what you wanted? Is your guilty please that satisfying?
It's not that bad, right?
That's what you think to yourself. I know it. I know you're thinking that. But you're extremely wrong. You should have realized earlier that this was no good. But you didn't. And now you're in this car, being carried to that rehab. You're not supposed to be there. If you'd realized sooner, you wouldn't have needed to go there. You're late, as usual. But I guess that's the human's mind. Realizing when it's too late.
Is it that bad?
It is, it is that bad. You woke up on the intensive care last night, and you ask me how bad it is? You should know yourself. But at least the people there will teach you something, they might be able to help you. Maybe they can hit that lucidity into you. Since the XTC has damaged your brain, you could use that kind of help. Take care. Good luck with everything.
And please...
Please stay off that drugs.
Located on the edge of the village, this place is hard to reach by car. You'll need to walk a bit, ofcourse, under supervision. It's not just 'a rehab'. It's for strict rehabilitation, strictly for patients addicted to hard drugs in ways it brings them in life danger. You should know by now, that using drugs here is strictly forbidden; as we use the 'Cold Turkey' method. This method basically means you quit your drugs at instant, going through the rough time of side effects and cravings. But, being the hardest way of rebalititation, this is also the most functional way.
Ofcourse, people have tried to commit suicide. But that's merely of their weakness to the drugs, not doubting our manner of treatment. As most of the people here have a mental disorder, fights and discussions sometimes can't be avoided. Just keep in mind to leave your fellow patients alone, that would avoid a lot of trouble.
We divided the Rehab in two parts: The Female halls and the Male Halls. We expect you to not tread the halls of your opposite sex, this is because of safety reasons. Each patient has his or her own bathroom, toilet, bed and washing sink, as wel as a wardrobe and a small working table. There are bars in front of your window, to keep you safe from falling, not to lock you in, don't forget that.
Everyone shares the livingroom, that is located in the center of the building. We also have a garden which you can acces on certain group activities, and accesable if you ask one of our attendants. Smoking is allowed, if attended by one of our workers.
We have a few rules in this building, we would want you to follow these main rules. If you manage to break them, consequences will be applied, depending on the situation. The main rules are as following:
- Do not enter the halls of the opposite sex
- Dinner is a group activity, not attenting this means you're on your room.
- At 9 o clock strict the lights go out. You will be on your room. If you will be seen on the hallways at night, you might consider explaining why.
- If found with drugs, you will be directly removed from your location and consequences will follow after consultation.
- It is strictly not allowed to talk with other patients during nightshift.
- Please summon one of our attendants if having trouble with anything.
- Sharp object are strictly forbidden and will be removed from your property if seen
We hope to be able to help you,
Samantha Way,
Directress of Stone's Rehab
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"This is going to be my death." He muttered through clenched teeth, meaning the feeling he felt racing through his veins. The side effects were growing and growing by the minute, and he couldn't find a way toingore them. And he kept telling himself: He was not craving. He was not craving.
Glenn, with shaking legs and hands, stepped out of bed to avoid mental paranoia, he needed to do something to get distracted. For a moment, he looked through the windows that were barred with black steel, and it made him sigh. Shifting on his place, he stood up, and wandered around in his room, before leaving the area without knowing he didn't had a shirt on. He plainly forgot, as his mind was set on drugs, and not on getting on shirts.
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Eventually, she edged her way out of the covers and threw on the nearest pair of jeans and a black tank top. This would have to do. She wasn't planning on looking her best for social interaction anyway. Hell, if any of the people here were like her, there wouldn't even be that much interaction, fingers crossed. Her slender fingers shook a little as she patted down her bedhead. Her fringe fell over her eyes, shielding her dilated pupils from any kind of harsh light, or harsh anything, for that matter. Bleh. As her feet slid into her combat boots, Georgina moved for the door, grabbing a beat-up military-styled jacket from a hook on the back of it, before heading out into civilization.
"Hey, You know you're not allowed to leave the house, right?" Was the first thing she could think of, fiddling with her curls, and hesistating to walk up to her. But she wouldn't, as she felt glued to the ground for the upcoming two minutes. Though, she managed to move, and caught up with her.
"Did you see that guy earlier? With the tattoo's." She tried, she at least could attempt to start a conversation. It had been boring sleeping till now and she really could use some company. Lonely? She guessed that, since she could recognize that feeling. Sarah really disliked to be alone. It made her feel uneasy, and silence always got on her nerves. Adding up to that, making friends would be useful, since Sarah could guess this wouldn't be the last day she would be stuck in this damned house.
"Tattoos?" It didn't ring a bell. Then again, her entire stay here so far had been rather fuzzy. She was pretty sure this had been the first time she had left her room. "It doesn't ring a bell. Is there something I should be aware of?" Her head tilted a little, so she could attempt to get a better view of her, as her fringe parted ever so slightly. "Y'know, I don't think I've ever met someone with hair that looked like candy floss. S'kinda sweet... Makes me feel a bit hungry though." A slight smile crept onto her face for a moment. "I'm Georgina."
"Sarah. Yeah, I'll probably be here for another few months." She said under her breath, after thinking for a moment. Her mind felt fuzzy, and she probably would head back to bed after this conversation.
"I tried sneaking into the male halls before but I realized there are camera's around." Was her first confession. She just wanted to have some social contact with the boys, as she liked to talk with people in general. For a moment, her eyes shifted to the side, watching an attendant that probably was watching them in return. She didn't like it. Being looked after all the time. It was true that she needed it, since that sentence was almost hypnotized into her brain. You need help.
Sarah fell quiet, dozing off the subject and thinking of something new to say. It was hard for her to focus, she could only feel her weak legs. Maybe it was better to take a walk, get some fresh air, and play some videogames, eventhough she wouldn't be able to pay attention to them.
"Feel like going to the garden? What you'd call a garden, it's only a piece of grass and stones, but whatever." She grinned at that thought but already forgot what she was grinning about. Looking up at Georgina, she wondered how old she was, as she was looking rather young.
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She grabbed a white t-shirt and a pair of denim shorts that she slipped on rather halfheartedly. Then she just threw on her red and black flannel over it and started walking out of her room. As she did so she passed the mirror and stopped, taking a second to admire the thigh gap that she had managed to achieve. Since she had gotten here, she had lost three pounds. That equaled about one pound per day. By the time she left, maybe she could reach her goal weight. Wouldn’t that be something? Performing on the stage, knowing how amazing she looked while she was doing it, not second guessing herself in the slightest. Did anyone here listen to her band? She didn’t know, but supposed she would find out eventually. Not that it mattered, she didn’t really like crazed fans anyway.
She exited her room and looked around. There were two girls talking in this hallway but she didn’t really feel like intruding on their conversation. Instead she walked to living area where she found a single staff member, which she approached and tapped on the shoulder. The woman turned around and Noel asked her, “Hey, can I have a smoke?” The woman didn’t bother giving a verbal response. Over the past three days, Noel had practically drilled it into all of their heads that when she wanted a smoke, she got one.
She came back with on of the many packs that Noel had stored away just as she saw a boy walking down the boy’s hallway. She had seen him a few times before but had never actually spoken to him. Considering that he was the only guy she had yet to see here, she decided to change that. “Hey! Boy without the shirt! You want to join me?” Direct, maybe. But that was just how she was. If he didn’t smoke then she wondered why he was here at all, considering most druggies like themselves did some sort of smokeable.
Great. He thought to himself, as he turned to the girl that had drawn his attention. Usually he wouldn't reject the offer, but he really wasn't in the mood as his splitting headache and shaking hands were getting to him. Once again, he let out a sigh and rethought his decision: Maybe it was a good idea to get some fresh air, and turn to the girl. Honestly, he tried avoiding all social contact, but for once again: You couldn't be on your own forever. So, after all, he shrugged.
"Why the hell not? I'm in the worst mood ever, but why would you care. Let's get a smoke." He answered with a cracking voice, since he haven't cleared his throat yet after waking up.
Glenn observed the girl. She was skinny, and not the tallest, but she was pretty. Pretty, not too stiff and probably not too shy. When he tried to hide his shaking hands by putting them in his pockets as long as possible, the walk to the garden seemed longer than ever since the silence didn't brought up any conversation between the two.
"Strangerdanger." Glenn muttered bluntly while dragging out a cigarette out of his pack he had been sticking in the pockets of his jeans all night, as he fell asleep with pants on and never changed them after getting out of bed. He couldn't be bothered, too.
"You seem to like strangers, don't you?" Glenn said, and lit his cigarette, getting a drag of it and exhaling the smoke with chin raised. He had been cussed at for not wearing a shirt and was threatened to cigarette hold, but when he promised this was the last time walking barechested, they just let go the subject and left him smoking. However, the woman that attended them, was quietly listening to their conversation and it bugged Glenn.
"Having fun eavesdropping?" He fired directly at the woman, making her at a slight unease. She probably was a trainee, since she still was wearing that stupid nametag of her and even that bugged him.
"I swear to god. Can't I just have a smoke without being watched?" Glenn said to himself, turning back to the girl he still didn't know the name of. Maybe he could be bothered asking her.
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Georgina brought one hand out of her pockets, scratching the back of her head lightly as the conversation fell into silence. Her gaze hit the floor, which didn't help at all. Through Georgina's eyes, the floor looked as if it were getting closer, then moving further away, constantly. She felt like she had to be sick again. Sarah's words helped her to snap back into reality, if even for a moment. The feeling of nausea disappeared as she spoke. "It sounds better than being in my room for another day. Let's go." She started for the exit, hoping that she could get out into the garden before that sick feeling appeared again.
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As he pulled out his pack of cigs she was doing the same, sliding one out and flipping her zippo light open, lighting it with such ease that it was obvious she had done the task many times before. She took a drag as the boy asked her, “You seem to like strangers don’t you?” She exhaled slowly, taking her time and cherishing the feeling that it left her. Then she responded, “Not at all. I think strangers are the worst. Which is why I’m talking to you now, one less stranger in the world.” She paused a moment before saying, “I’m Noel by the way. Noel Greenwood.”
Some staff member came by and scolded the boy for not wearing a shirt, and Noel smoked her cigarette and watched in amusement. The staff member was a girl, so she should be okay with a fit, shirtless man walking around. It was something that a girl in her profession probably didn’t see that often. But she scolded anyway, and he promised to not do it again, to Noel’s distaste. But she didn’t say anything about it.
Then the boy muttered about the eavesdropping and Noel just smirked and said, “I’ve learned to ignore them. The new ones don’t really pay much attention to anything anyway. Neither do the old ones. Or the young and pretty ones for that matter. Actually, I’m not sure any of them pay attention.” She had tested this the day before, they listen for key words like “drug” or “pill” or something along those lines. Other than that though they drown out the people here, probably waving off anything they have to say as delusional druggie talk.
"Drugs. Pills. Weed." Glenn muttered in her ear, followed by a burstout of laughter when the young woman that was watching Noel and him, seemed offended. Glenn couldn't stop laughing, as he loved it to tease people like this.
"I swear to god. All you women do is listening if we talk about drugs. You people are predators." He smirked, continueing to smoke his cigarette. Hilarious, she completely fell for it, and after all, the two could have a laugh at her. The woman tried showing off a grin, but she didn't really succeeded.
"Laughing hurts, eh?" Glenn continued mocking, flicking his cigarette on the ground. He got pointed out again; Throwing cigs on the ground was not allowed, and Glenn sighed a deep sigh before picking it up with a grunt, his headache increasing. He stood with closed eyes for a moment after straightening his back, and swallowed away the dry in his throat.
"Shit." He complained as he shook his head and threw the cigarette away in the bin.
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Sarah didn't notice the male untill she heard a soft thump. With a questioning look on her face, she glanced at Georgina, hoping she would understand the situation. But it slowly got to Sarah. This guy was probably suffering his issues he was dealing with, and he seemed to have a rather hard time. Deciding on if she would help or not, she turned to Georgina. Wanting to say something, but not sure what. It could be dangerous to approach him, as someone having hallucinations or suffering side effects, could react differently to a situation than anyone else. Again, she hesistated to speak, but after all she did.
"Should we help him out? Like, summon someone? He looks bad." Sarah spoke as she watched the guy searching for something on the ground he couldn't find, while sitting against that wall.
Georgina slowly approached Chris, kneeling down beside him. She didn't exactly know what to expect, but she moved calmly, knowing that if anyone were to approach her under the same circumstances, she wouldn't want them to be loud or in her face. She just hoped it was enough to be there for him. "Are you... Are you ok?" She spoke softly, not wanting to seem scary or anything.
"Did you see that? I swear it was some kind of... it's... I don't remember." He mumbled under his breath, as the hallucinations started to worsen, but soon it would die off. He reached for his spinning head and muttered.
"I don't feel good." Chris almost lost his balance even when sitting, but hauled himself up directly knowing lying on the ground wasn't a proper thing to do.
In the smaller room, that was similair to his own, he felt more at ease. Though, his head still spinning he left his head in his hands muttering unexistant words. It would lift soon, he hoped, with the littlest consciousness he could collect.
"Are you going to.. Are you going to take my cigarettes away? My stuff? I don't have anything. Don't bother taking it." Chris muttered, convinced it was someone from the rehab that dragged him to this room. Even when he was lying, he said he didn't have anything. Though, it was just a gram and it wasn't of best quality; he still owned something that wasn't allowed here and people would make a death for it. If he wasn't careful, he'd be robbed.
"Oh whatever. Just take it. Shit, my heart is racing." He started complaining and reached with shaking hand for his chest. It appeared that Chris had calmed down a slight, since he could speak in a decent manner, but still confused by all the sudden commotion. Catching Georgina's and Sarah's colorful haircolors, it started to spin a slight bit again.
"Can't girls just dye their hair brown for gods sake." He complained softly.
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A sharp banging was heard from the other side of the door, out in the corridor. "Gadzooks! How did the sky witch's minions get time to respond so quickly?! HOW DID YOU FIND THIS AIRSHIP, YOU RAPSCALLIONS?!" What Issac thought to be an explosion on his ship - an attendant kicking his door down - had let the sky witch escape. Dammit. "Cut that crap out, Cowley. Leave the attendants alone." was the response he got from the attendant that had save the sky witch's life. He was built a bit bigger than the witch, and Issac thought it best to not mess with him. At least until he'd got him own team of ass-kicking sky pirates together to tear down this evil establishment. For now, he would bite his tongue and let them go. "Fine. Get out of my sight." he spoke bitterly, before taking another sip of his tea. The attendants disappeared with a slam of the door, and Cowley fell back on his bed. Evil had won today, but never again, he vowed.
As it was opened, Glenn paused for a moment, not knowing if he should laugh or cry at the rather odd appearance of the guy.He held his grin as well as he could, and leaned to the side of the doorway.
"I understand why they had to put you here. What you taking? Some kind of herbs? You must be new." He chuckled and shook his head. Druggies lately were total screw-ups, just like himself. He could remember himself shouting at a wall and expecting a reply, even getting mad at the object and being put in place by one of his friends the moment he even hit the wall with offensing words. He laughed at that memory, and turned to the guy.
"Gonna be hard for ya if you stay like this. But hell, I like that attitude. Pretty messed up, man." Once again Glenn Chuckled, and pointed at his own hair, to point out Issac's hair.
"What's that?" He simply asked, not hoping for a logic answer, as this guy seemed so messed up he couldn't even speak properly. Glenn just loved to mess around with these kind of people, as he knew that he could be exactly the same, if under influence.
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"Take care with the guy." She said grinning, before leaving and walking to her own room. Obviously she meant something with it, and Chris couldn't help but reply about that to Georgina.
"Like I will fuck every girl I meet." He said grinning, chugging down half of the coke he got from the red haired girl. His hands still slightly shaking and his vision a tad blurry, Chris frowned for a second and looked up at the girl.
"So, redhead." He spoke with a grin. "Why would you take me to your room? Is it like, daily routine to drag druggies to your personal space?" He spoke, chugging down the other half and aiming the coke at the bin and hitting the edge, making the can roll over the floor into a corner.
"I'm not sharp today, man." He complained as he tried to haul himself up, but directly falling back into his place as his arms still felt weak. He sighed, clearly uneasy about the fact that someone was here to watch him suffering from a weakness, and being agitated about the fact he couldn't smoke the stuff he was carrying with him. Ofcourse, Georgina not knowing the reason of his agitation. It could be anything, right? Chris thought for a bit. Was it enough for two? Ofcourse, he wouldn't invite the first and the best person to smoke some meth with him, if he didn't know if the other could take it. With that idea, he grinned a boyish smile and looked at Georgina with a questioning look.
"Ever tried meth?" He then bluntly asked, waiting for a response from the redhead. Actually, this was the first question he could think of, not even asking her name.
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"Just sit with your knees drawn close." He calmly spoke, even when his own hands were shaking. Jeez, today surely was confusing. He never knew he had to help someone out, instead of being helped out, and it kinda made him dizzy in the head.
"Just relax, man. Breathe in, breathe out." He had left his hand on his back, just to keep him supported from falling over. Sitting drawn close to your knees would help, he knew that, with his own stomach pains, but he wasn't sure if it would help the guy that was suffering the pains and clearly wasn't feeling well.
"Hey, if you're dizzy, rest your head on your knees."
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"If you want to have a fun time, you should smoke some. But yeah, like every drug on earth, it has it's bad sides." He said as he tried pulling himself up, again, this time managing to stumble to the bed and sit down on it. He inspected Georgina for a moment. He wondered why she was here, and he wouldn't hesistate asking her.
"What are you here for?" He bluntly said, hoping her response would be as blunt as his question. After all, it was Chris you were talking to, and Chris was blunt, didn't care about anything, and just said what was on his mind.
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"Back! Back you foul beasts!"
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Take a chillpill.
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Can't you just leave me alone, I'm trying to find myself.
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"Locking me up like an animal. Boy, aren't you mature."
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This is all just a waste of my time
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Can't you just leave me alone, I'm trying to find myself.
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Take a chillpill.
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This is all just a waste of my time
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I don't crave, I just need it.
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Take a chillpill.
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Stone's Rehab ↪ Male Halls Owner: phacades
The rooms for the boys.
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Smoke and get some fresh air.
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