Prozac and Candy

It’s been about three hours since he came out of the bathroom. He was in there for about an hour. He hasn’t said a word; he reminds me of a lifeless vegetable. I am very angry with him, but I have to watch over him, I don’t know what he will do, or what all that shit he took will do to him. I have called his name out a few times, but he just don’t seem to hear me. He doesn’t even acknowledge that I am speaking to him. I wonder if he is ignoring me, or if he really can’t hear me. I sit down on the couch next to him. He slowly looks over at me, as though I’m a million miles away. I can see a small tear trickle from his left eye, and run down his pale cheek. I can’t say anything, I don’t think he’ll understand me, so i’ll just hold him. I have lay down and pull him close to me. His head is resting on my chest as I gently stroke his hair.

RING RING....

Oh I wonder who that could be. "Hello?" "Hey Dany how’s Darren doin?" Oh it’s Darren’s mother, what am I sapose to tell her? "Hi June, well I guess I can’t lie to you-" "Daniel, lie to me about what?" "Well ya know how you told me Darren takes all those pills!" "Yes, did he take them?" "yeeeaah- he did!" "how much?" "uh I don’t know he kicked me out of the bathroom, but he dosen’t seem to understand what I’m saying to him, and he just kind of sit’s there." "Well thats no surprise, he does that all the time, atleast he hasen’t knocked himself out... yet, oh and he can here what you say." "How do you know that, if I may ask?" "Well after his, his little black outs I ask him if he remembers anything I say to him. He tells me some of the things that I had said, but nothing spectaculer." "Oh well, I guess thats a good thing. Should I be worried about this little epasode he’s going through at the moment?" "Well I’m always worried when he takes them, but he’s not doing anything out of the ordanary." "Ok June, I’ll call you tomorrow and let you know how it’s going, and June" "Yea Daniel?" "I’m going to try and put a stop to all this ok!" "Thank you Daniel, night night." "night!"

I can feel him tence, his arms lock tightly around me. "Darren did you hear anything I just said to your mum?" He dosen’t say anything, but begins to cry. As he burries his head into my chest, I wrap my arms around his shaking form.

It’s getting late and I’m getting tired. I pull myself from beneath him, and stand up. I sit him up gently. "Dar you ready to go to bed?" "yeah!" He says it so quiet and unaudably, that i can barly tell what he said. I extend my arm to him, and he gently grasps it. With a little effort I pull him up. "Can ya walk?" He looks over at me like he wants to say somthing; but nothing comes out. He takes a little step forward, but rocks backward. I have ahold of him as he falls back onto the couch. I try to make his fall as gentle as possible. He lands on the edge of the couch, sits there for a moment, then he slides to the floor slowly.

At this poing I don’t think I can drag him to my room, so I put plan two into action. I scoot him aside, and take off all the couch cusions. I rool out the sofa-bed, then put sheets and pillows on it. I slowly lifm inm into bed, and tuck him in. I strip down to my boxers, turn out the light and hop in next to hm.

"Dan-el" I here him try and say my name. I can barly make it out.

"Yes Darren?"

"Ser-ry Danel!" It hurts to listen to him speak, I hope I can be strong enough to get through this

"It’s Okay Dar, we'll work on it ok!"

After that nothing more is said. He wraps himself tightly around me. After a few moments pass I can hear that he has fallen asleep. I know I wont be getting much tonight, I have too much to worry about