Mine

Chapter Sixteen

Why does Dirk have to do this to me? It's not my fault right? I just wanted to know what he isn't telling me. That can't possibly mean I'm to blame for this fight. Your not supposed to keep thinks hidden when your in a relationship. I let out a big sigh and grit my teeth. Dirk is so complicated it just isn't fair. Suddenly my phone starts going off. I let it ring, too pissed at Dirk to have a normal conversation.  After it stops ringing it starts ringing again. I roll my eyes and reach for it. "Hello?"

"Dave buddy, I need a favor."

"Who's this- Gamzee?"

"Yeah man. Look I found my bro, but I need to get him back to the house. Would you help me?"

"I guess so. Where are you?" Gamzee shoots off an address and hangs up. I plug in into my phone and find out it's close by. I leave the apartment without bothering to say anything to Dirk and head to the address. Gamzee is outside with his brother leaning heavily on him when I pull up. They drop into the backseat and I head to their home. "What happened?"

"Kurloz decided to go on a vacation without me." I can only imagine vacation must stand for getting high.

"But you two are all right? He doesn't look so good Gamzee."

"He'll be fine, just a bad trip. It's happened before."

"Are you sure?" Gamzee nods and then scratches at his arms. Is that a sign of coming down? Does he need a fix? God I hope he doesn't get me killed or arrested. We pull into Gamzee's driveway and he rushes out. I'm left to try and get his brother out of the car. He's heavy and doesn't want to move so my life is made harder. I manage to get him in the house and find a clean bottle of water in the kitchen. I make sure he drinks some of it before sitting next to him. After a few minutes Gamzee appears next to the couch. He seems ok so I try not to worry.

He fuses over his brother before finally falling down onto another couch. I close my eyes for a second and try to think. Dirk gave me a lot of ideas to go through, but it's a whole big plan I won't be able to come up with in one night. I figure mentioning it would be step one though. "Gamzee, I think it's be best for you and your brother to sober up." I open my eyes to see his reaction. He smiles slightly and shakes his head.

"Your a funny motherfucker, I'm never giving up my stash."

"You would be able to actually live in a good house and get a job."

"And have all these worries. I'm fine with my miracles." I sigh and glance over at Kurloz.

"It'd be better for your brother."

"You don't know what's best for my brother." Gamzee snaps. He sits up and frowns. "He just was following my lead. He's the big brother, he should've stopped."

"What do you mean?" Gamzee doesn't say anything for a minute.

"It's my fault. He just followed along after me. I don't know why."

"You mean you started getting high, and then so did he?"

"Yeah. He likes it more than I do now. It's too late bro. You can't get off it when you've been on it so long."

"I think you can get off of it, you just have to want to."

"I don't want to."

"You will once your off of it."

"No, I can't."

"Can't or don't want to?"

"It's the same thing."

"It's really not." Gamzee leans back again. He seems to want to disappear into the couch. "I can help you, and your brother. Don't you want that?"

"It's not worth it." I'll have to try a different angle then. If he won't do this for himself and his brother, maybe he'll do it for someone else.