He knocked on the door. A moment later, someone answered. It was not Mike, but it was someone he knew.
"Elizabeth Joule. What are you doing answering Mike's door in a bathrobe?"
She laughed, "Taylor, you should know. I did the same thing with you the night before you answered this very door to meet Saralynn and you were wearing a lot less than this. Want to come in?"
He nodded and stepped inside the house. "Funny. Do you know what Mike has today?"
She knew exactly what he meant. "Well, he's got some fantasy, X-tasy, heroin...."
He cut her off. "You can call me a junkie, but I only do weed and pills. Does he have any muscle relaxers?"
She shrugged. "Probably. Mike always has something fo everyone. Me? I only do opium occasionally, maybe drink something. I always get my fix from Mike, though."
"Same here. You think he's dressed now?"
She shrugged again and walked down the hallway to Mike's bedroom. She pushed open the door and walked in. "Mike, Taylor wants a few muscle relaxers. You got any?"
Mike lay on the bed. He reached down to the floor and picked up a box. He set it on his stomach and opened it. From within it, he pulled out a small bag of tiny, white pills. "Here ya go, Tay. I'm getting more today, and these aren't selling too well this time of year, so you can have them all."
Taylor eyed the bag cautiously, then not so much. There were at least 30 pills in there. "Mike, you are such a good friend. You dating Elizabeth?"
Mike chuckled. "Where did that come from? I'm not dating her, we're just friends."
"You fuck your friends?"
Elizabeth spoke up. "Sure he does. I offer, he accepts. I like to take care of my friends. I like to make them happy."
"Even Saralynn?"
"Well, not in the same way, but she's one of my best friends. I'm close with Isaac's girlfriend, Krystle, her sister, Melyssa. So is Saralynn and even Jay."
Jay. He couldn't quite remember her. Wait a minute, that was the girl who always sat to his left when they went into the woods. Yeah, she was cool. "So, the five of you are like best friends?"
"Well, yeah. We met about a year ago. We've been inseparable since then."
Taylor could only nod and say, "Cool."
He had long since come to hate the darkness that surrounded him constantly. It was as though the darkness had become afraid of him and was trying to hurt him, in self-defense almost.
The girl had come back many times. He knew that one of her nicknames was "Monkey". He just didn't know her yet.
Every time that she had come, she had spoken to him, sung to him, took the blame for what had happened. What exactly did happen?
Oh yeah. He'd been skating backward with no helmet or pads and had somehow slipped on something and fallen. He must have gotten a concussion and gone into a coma or something.
He could feel himself getting better, though. He knew that sometime soon he could pull out of this. Whoever this girl was.... She was helping him pull through.
If she wasn't around, he would probably be bored to death. She was there at least 11 hours a day just talking, reading aloud or turning on the radio and singing along. She was the perfect companion for him in his current state.I wonder what she looks like. Do I really know her?
He hoped he would not have to wonder much longer.
Several times that day, he had reached for the phone and had begun to dial Krystle's number. At the time, he didn't want to call her, but the final time was approaching much sooner than he would have liked, but also not soon enough.
Despite his better judgement, he picked up the phone, dialed the all-too-familiar number, and let it ring.
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