chapter 26

Trevor Hill is the school's renowned druggie, he was not muscular like the quarterbacks or the swimmers, he was more on the lanky side. 

His face was quite easy on the eyes though, he had piercing blue eyes and plump red lips which was ironic considering he's rumoured to smoke like a chimney, he had a few tattoos running up and down his hands, I couldn't quite make out what they were because of his black hoodie. 

He wasn't one of the popular kids, he was more on the sidelines, people knew his name and what he did and that was all, no one seemed to know anything else about him, he was pretty much a ghost. 

A ghost that was trudging angrily in my direction, his eyes were focused on where he was going he didn't even notice I was staring at him. 

He flung the door that led to the bleachers open and it shut with a bang startling everyone in the hallway. It was lunchtime and I was beyond hungry but I decided what I needed from him was way more important than food. 

He was lighting a cigarette behind the bleachers and pacing angrily when I got out. I almost backed out from the angry expression he had on his face, he didn't seem like he was in the mood for conversations but I needed this. 

"Hey, Trevor right?" I asked walking towards him, trying to get  his attention. He didn't say anything, he just watched me with those mysterious eyes of his and I would be lying if I said It didn't freak me out.

"I want to talk to you about something," I let out,a little nervous. 

"You're talking now," came his reply and I wanted to roll my eyes, he turns out to also be an asshole. Great. 

I shake my head deciding to just get this over  with "look, I need something and you're the only one that I know who might be able to get it for me,"

 he looked at me still unmoved by my statement. He drew in smoke from his cigarette and exhaled it before throwing the bat on the ground and stepping on it. 

He walked towards me and my whole body stiffened, what if he hits me, he doesn't look like he likes people much, he took my hand and It took everything in me not to scream.

His other hand pulled a pen from his back pocket and he started writing something on my hand. When he was done, he let go and looked down at me intimidating the shit out of me, 

"I don't talk business at school," he said before walking back into the school. And I let out the breath I was holding. I looked at the letters he had carelessly written on my hands and noticed it was an address and the time I was supposed to be there. 

I quickly copied it into my phone so that I wouldn't lose it in case it rubs off accidentally, I checked my watch and realised I still had a couple of minutes to grab lunch and chat with my friends. 

Sierra and Dylan were in our usual spot chatting intently about something.

"Hi guys," I hollered as I reached the table and they smiled at me. 

"Is that what you're having for lunch," Sierra asked in disbelief and I nodded. 

"Wow, are you sick or something?" Dylan asked this time and I rolled my eyes,

"No, Dylan if you haven't noticed we have five minutes remaining for lunch," 

"Ohh…...shit that reminds me, I have to go talk to Miss Florence. She told me to see her before class started, I gotta go, I'll see you guys later," Dylan said, collecting his books and kissing my cheek before running out of the cafeteria. In the corner of my eyes I noticed at the popular table someone watching Dylan's movement. 

I turned and my eyes fixated on Scott who was still staring at the spot Dylan was in before finally disappearing into the hordes of students who were rushing to their classes. 

Suddenly his eyes met mine and I gave him the meanest glare I could come up with. He swallowed and diverted his eyes to his friends laughing uneasily to his oblivious friends. Looking nervous as heck. Great, he should be, because if he even so much as breathes in Dylan's direction, I'll make him lose an eye.

"Lia…" Sierra snapped her fingers in front of my face, bringing me out of my head and I sat down next to her. 

"Sorry, I zoned out, what were you saying?"  She gave me a questioning look, 

"you've been doing that alot lately, is everything okay?" She asked and I nodded,

" I just have tests on my mind really." 

"So what's going on with you and Hunter?" She asked and I choked on my juice, people need to stop doing that to me honestly. 

"Nothing, we're friends," I replied, playing with my hands and she giggled. 

"You like him," she stated and I blushed 

"It's really not like that, we're friends honestly, why would Hunter Daniels want anything with me," this was not true, there was lots of tension between us, I was sure I wanted him, but I wasn't sure if he wanted me.

I mean do we flirt all the time, yes, do his hands linger around my waist a little longer than necessary when we dance, fucking yes, do I like it, yes more than any other guy I've met, I like him alot but all I get from him are mixed signals, I dont know what to make with all this. 

"Speaking of, have you seen him around today," I asked and she nodded "they were in here earlier with Ashton, at the cool kids table, I don't know why really, it's like his still trying to piss off Toby," she replied and I felt a sort of pain in my heart, why would he still want to piss off his ex's boyfriend. 

I drove to LJ's school immediately after my classes because I had to drop him off at a friend's place for a sleepover and then I had to meet Trevor. 

My heart sped up at the thought of him, I had swallowed my last pill before my last class and anxiety had kicked in at the thought of not having any more pills to calm me down. I needed those pills today.  

My car came to a halt on a street corner in front of an old apartments building, I had come straight to the address I was given immediately after I dropped off JJ at his friend's place deciding that if I went back home and shower I wouldn't make the meeting in time and I didn't want to risk not getting my pills. 

The neighborhood was quiet, ghostly you may say. It had an odd aura to it, like a place someone's been killed in, actually a lot of people have been killed here, this was a very unsafe street, there  was always a story on the news, about someone being jumped or drug dealers being arrested here. 

The thoughts about the stories on this place were making me extremely nervous, I wrapped my hands around my body and walked to the main door pressing the apartment number Trevor had written on my hand earlier and I waited for a response. 

"Name?" one word, wow, such astounding people skills. 

"Hey, it's Lia…. Lia Jenkins, you wrote on my hand at school," I said thinking about how weird that sounded but it worked because moments later he buzzed me in and I made my way up the flight of stairs looking for his apartment. 

Anha, I smiled when I was finally standing in front of his door, C4, I had  found it.

 The door flung open just as my hand reached out to give it a light knock, revealing an angry looking Trevor. I've actually given up, my conclusion is that his face was created like that, he's angry by default and has no idea how to smile.

"Hi," I said as he stepped out of the way so I could get in, his place was small but organized, he was clearly a person that liked order, almost everything inside was dark and monotonous just like his heart. 

"Sit wherever you want," he said, going back to the small kitchen table where his laptop was and I rubbed my palms on my jeans. A few minutes went by and he hadn't said a word to me, I was starting to wonder if I had somehow become invisible when he finally spoke. 

"What do you want?" He asked, his eyes still glued on his laptop.

"Oh great, I was starting to worry you had lost the ability to talk," I rolled my eyes, completely irritated by his behaviour. 

"What?" He asked, eyes finally meeting my angry face and not surprised that they matched the velocity as mine, oh wow this guy, he's not the one who's been ignored for twenty five minutes. 

"Ohh nothing I was just saying you're kind of an ass but you probably already knew that," I answered my eyes shooting daggers at him.

He stood up and I gulped, seeing I can talk for no days end but fighting wasn't my strongest deft. Especially fighting a man. 

Trevor stood right in front of me and harshly pulled me up from my seat, pulling me to the front door. Oh shit, this can't be happening, why can't I control my temper, now the only person that could help me was going to throw me out. 

"Wait wait wait, please wait," I pulled myself out of his grasp and stood behind him,

"Am sorry, I just got mad, because you ignored me, when you asked me to be here? And that's annoying and selfish because I had shit to do as well and you didn't seem to respect that," he was listening. 

"Look I need something from you just please, hear me out you're my last hope," I pleaded and I think he saw the desperate look on my face because he walked back to his seat and signalled for me to go on. I think.

"I need prescription pills, Prozac to be specific," he didn't react. If he was judging he was pretty good at hiding it, he's poker face was impressive. I'll give him that. 

"I was using these pills before I moved here and my old psychiatrist kind of wont let me have a prescription and am freaking out because I can't get my head in the right space without them…."

"Leave" what, why would he chase me, isn't this what he does, he sells drugs all I want is a fucking prescription. 

"Trevor please, I have money I'll pay however much you want me to, I just need those pills I beg you…." 

"Lia I don't…"

" no please, the nightmares are getting worse am losing my shit, I can't sleep without them, and they won't sell them to me without a prescription, my whole world is falling apart Trevor, I beg you," i was crying, i didn't feel the tears sliding down my face, but i knew they were  there, my whole body was shaking with panic, I was a mess and It would only get worse if I didn't get those pills. 

He was quiet for a while after watching my breakdown, my tears were pretty much on their own now  flowing out like a fucking river, I wasn't even sure why I was crying or why I was telling him about my nightmares. All I knew is I was desperate. 

"You're going to have to wait," he finally spoke and my tear filled eyes met his pitiful ones. I nodded and sat back down struggling to get my breathing back to normal.  He made a phone call and then went back to his laptop until thirty minutes later when someone knocked on his door. 

He stood up and went to open the door, exchanged a few words with the person outside, then shut the door and held the bottle of pills up for me to see. 

"300 dollars," he said and I almost chocked, fuck, that's expensive. 

"How many are they?" I asked.

"A hundred, now pay up and get lost Lia," he said looking exhausted and I quickly reached my bag for the money. 

"Thank you," I said as I stepped out and he instead shut the door in my face, ain't he a rose. I popped the bottle and took one pill and leaned back against his door. I needed this, I am doing the right thing.