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Chapter 8
Its been weeks since the home incident happened. Ever since I came back my sessions have been increased, my medications have been decreased. It was as if this rehab had gone all Anti-Taani !! Doing all possible things to torture or should I say punish me.
Speaking about Rey, I have been avoiding him ever since that day. Each time he came up to me I turned my back and walked the other direction, each time he sat opposite me on the lunch table I took my tray and threw it in the trash bin. Basically I did every possible thing to avoid seeing his face, because that face reminds me that Victor proposed Katherine, it brings back a lot of pain, a lot of suffocation, feelings that I can't bear.
I splashed some water on my face and walked out from the rest room expecting Rey to be standing there as always. As always I'll have to pretend I'm deaf and walk as if I cant hear him apologizing to me. Taking a deep breath in I opened the door but to my surprise Rey wasn't there. I looked around the area but he wasn't anywhere to be seen. Assuming his planning something different I was walking towards my next sessions, when a bunch of nurses wearing Blue uniforms rushed in full speed with a CPR machine.
I quickly moved in a corner giving them space to pass by. I watched them literally fly!! From what I've learned so far, Blue uniform nurses are emergency nurses and they are called only during major crisis, such as someone is dying or something. I began following them as they rushed towards Block B. Well, that's my block.
My heart skipped a beat as I watched them enter room 124. Yeah, that's...that's Rey's room. I freezed at the corridor, I couldn't move an inch. People passed by me, Nurses rushed in and out of his room but I didn't have the guts to walk in there and see if he really is in there.
What happened to him? Did he die? No.. that cant happen. He was doing well with his recovery from drugs, Or was I so involved in my own anger and sadness that I failed to notice he was sick? I watched the doctor rush in, taking deep breaths I took mini steps towards his room . I could hear the monitor beep, and then go flat. Did he just die? With the most horrified expressions I walked in the room.
There he lied on his bed among all these medical professionals doing their job to bring him back. I watched him as the doctor gave a shock with the CPR machine. He literally got a stroke. I with full hopes watched the machine for a sign of his pulse but it was still flat. The doctor asked them to increase the frequency, then they gave him another shock on his chest.
Its been a long time I haven't closed my eyes and made a wish. Right now standing in this chaotic situation that's all I could think of doing.
"Please don't die" I whispered as they gave him a shock for the last time.
Beep beep beep... And then his heart began beating again.
Grabbing my waist I walked out and stood near the door. That was horror, an experience that I'll never forget. Leaning my head on the wall I was staring at the ceiling when a nurse walked out with Rey's charts. I stared at her as she began filling in some forms from his file.
"What...what happened to him?" I asked, unsure if she will answer me or not.
She kept filling the forms as she answered, " I knew it was coming, Rey was trying too hard. A heavy drug abuser cant get off drugs within 8 months. That's not healthy. You should take it nice and slow. But Rey was in a hurry. He assumed he was fine, ignored all side effects"
She turned the page and began writing again as she spoke, " His nervous system couldn't take it. Not only nervous system but all the possible systems gave up at once. He pushed too far. But now he's fine. He'll be under observation for a few days, and then probably we'll increase the dose of his medications and..."
She stopped as she realized she was talking for a long time and looked at me, "Don't you have a session right now? What are you doing here? Go away before I complain about you"
I gulped and nodded my head as I began to walk away. So Rey was trying too hard? Why is he in hurry to be fine and go back? It striked me of how a selfish person I've been all these days. It has been always about me, isn't it? My issues, my heartbreak, my problems! Did I ever ask Rey why is he on drugs? Did I ever ask why didn't anyone from his family come to see him on family session day? Nope! I didn't.
Feeling guilty as ever I spent the whole day waiting for it to end so that I could go back to his room and check on him. As soon as I could, I rushed in. He was sitting on his bed and fidgeting with some wires.
"Hey!! Taani!!" he sounded all enthusiastic.
"You almost died" I said as I stormed inside and stood near his bed.
"Well, I'm back!!" he mocked.
Taking a deep breath in I sat on his bed, "You almost died"
He looked at me with a strange expression. An expression where he was trying to figure out what I was trying to say.
"You almost..."
"Died" he interrupted, "Yeah... you said that twice already"
I looked at him and I wasn't expecting it but tears began to gush out as I spoke,
"I stood right there watch you almost die. You, You Rey!! Out of all people!! You who were fine. You who were all healthy and sparky and shiny!! Inspiring everyone around you. I watched you almost die"
He licked his lips and tried to speak up but I continued talking, "You lied to me, you told me you're over it but you're not. You're sick. You pretend to be fine. You're fake"
Aggressively I stood up, "Do you know what I went through for those few minutes? Watch you lying here? Breathless? You walked up to me everyday apologizing for what happened at my house as if its you're fault. I treated you so bad and all you did was come back. And then bammm... Next I know is that you're lying here. Almost dead. So yeah..i repeat it, I'll say it over and over again that you almost died. Because it almost killed me."
He sighed with a sad smile, "Its just..."
"No" I interrupted, "Let me speak, I want to say this out and loud. You didn't have to apologize to me. It wasn't your fault. So don't you ever apologize to me for what happened back there. Do you get that?"
Rey brushed his hair as he took a deep breath out of relief, "God!! I swear If I knew about the proposal I would never convince you to go home for that party. But honestly that party was fun before all the crazy part. The food was amazing. I heard Martha did the cooking?"
I stared at him and nodded my head as I sat next to him, "Do you remember the first time?"
"First time eating her food? Yeah it was for the party..."
"Rey" I held his hand, "First time you had drugs, Do you remember how it felt?Why you got into drugs?"
He stared at me and then looked away. There was silence between us for few minutes, then he took a deep breath and began speaking,
"I was under foster care since I was 6 years old. I haven't seen my real parents, only heard about them. Dad was an army officer and Mom was some bartender who got pregnant with me and then left me for her next boyfriend. I have been switched from one foster family to other over and over again. I wasn't the best well behaved kid. I was stubborn and I hated all moving to a new house every year. When I was around 12 I met this wonderful African American parents with one daughter. Mr and Mrs. Duncan. The best foster parents I ever had. They didn't call me Rey!! Never!! They always called me son."
Rey smiled as he began telling me how they went for picnics and how Mr.Duncan admitted him in the best school. He told me about his foster sister Amelia. How they shared a great bond. How he chaperoned Amelia for all her blind dates. He was a good brother. A great one.
"Amelia's wedding was one of the best weddings I've ever been to. Kevin, Amelia's husband and my bro in law was too cool. He loved me. I mean we had the best bro-in-law times. Fishing and clubbing. He was my friend. He was fond of me. Mrs.Duncan was fond me. Mr.Duncan loved me. Loved me like his own! Amelia...she told me she was lucky to have me. Everything was perfect until that one day...that one day I..."
He stopped right there. I waited for him to resume but he didn't. He just stared at the floor.
"What happened?"
Rey licked his lips as he began talking, "Amelia was 9 months pregnant and I graduated that day. My friends threw this graduation party and I so wanted to go. No one was home. Just me and Amelia and they requested me to stay because they couldn't come back that night. My friends kept calling me over and over again. Amelia knew how much I wanted to go and how important this party was. So she let me go. She told she'll be fine and I could go. She told me this was my graduation party and I should be there. She said she'll call me if she needs me. And I..."
"You went" I completed his sentence.
"without thinking for even a second. I just hugged her and ran off. I had the best time of my life. The best party I ever had. I didn't release it was next day already. I was so wasted!! So drunk and hung-over when I woke up on the couch of my friends house. I was terrified when I checked my phone. I had over a million miscalls from different people. Mrs.Duncan, Kevin...Amelia..."
I couldn't hear what was coming next. I could sense it. My heart began racing as Rey continued talking,
"When I reached back home, Kevin walked towards me...he looked at me in disguise. As if he hated me. I asked him hows Amelia and all he did was punch me. Mr.Duncan was sitting on the porch, I will never forget those sad eyes. I walked inside the house, Amelia wasn't there. Her baby...died"
I quickly grabbed his hand and he looked at me with tears in his eyes, " She was in labor pain and tried to call me but I was so busy parting that I never checked my phone, her water broke and she...By the time, Kevin reached home it was too late. Her Baby was dead. her baby...Amelia's baby died."
Rey looked at me. I never saw him like that. That look on his face will be engraved in my mind forever,
"Mr Duncan asked me to leave the house and never return back. I first went to the bar..tried to forget that I'm a murderer by drinking as much as I could. When that didn't help, I found some friends who told me about weed. I tried that."
He sighed and stared at my hand as he continued, "My first time, was in the backyard of this club. They gave me a cigarette and I smoked it. After few minutes I felt I wasn't in the backyard anymore. I was home. I was with Amelia. She was fine and she had a baby. Baby looked like Amelia. Same pretty hair, dusky skin huge eyes. Little Amelia."
Tears rolled down my check as Rey spoke with a smile, "It felt so good. I wasn't a murderer anymore. It made me feel so light. So peaceful. I could hear Amelia, her giggle. Her baby cry and Amelia would sing Lullaby. Everything I had discussed with Amelia when she was pregnant. I could feel it happening."
Rey left my hand and wiped his tears, " That was my first time."
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A/N
So there you go guys, a lot of people wanted to know Rey's part of the story and how he got into drugs! And I never knew how to pen it down! But there you go!! I'm kind off happy they way it sounds but maybe i could have made it more tragic! I feel so... But its okay!
Anyways!! I hope you guys liked it and Thanks for all your likes comments and support!! I know i dont really interact with most of my readers but trust me, i read all your comments and genuinely feel very happy about it.
God Bless All..
Andy!
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