The Drugs Won't Help Book. 2

Ch. 5

Early the next morning Tyler woke to Sebastian's legs entangled in his own. It was comforting knowing that after two years he still seemed to house the same feelings toward the other boy. After all that had happened he was thankful for a second chance.

Sebastian shifted in his sleep when Tyler detangled their legs and sat up, but he didn't wake. Sighing Tyler rubbed the sleep from his eyes.

Sebastian's bags where covering his dresser so he grabbed them and moved them to the side. A pill bottle fell out of the open pocket of the smallest bag.

Planning on putting it back Tyler picked it up but stopped to look at the prescription inside. There seemed to be three different kinds of pills.

Sebastian shifted again and Tyler looked at him to find his eyes open. "Why are you going through my things?"

"I- I'm not, they fell out." Tyler stuttered.

"Yeah sure."

"I swear that's the truth. What are these for though?"

"Something I don't use."

"Why do you have them then?"

"I'm supposed to take them, I just don't feel like. They're for my depression."

"Bash you need to take them."

"Why? They don't help."

"Trust me they do. I think you should take them."

"You and my brother both."

Tyler set the bottle on his dresser and sat in the edge of the bed. "You know how I told you I was in a car accident?"

"Yeah."

"Well afterward I felt terrible. I was forced to stay in the hospital for a week. Not only that, I was forced to go to a class for addiction and I went to therapy for months after that."

"Why? I thought you were fine."

"Physically I was, but mentally I wasn't. After the accident all I could think about was my parents. They died in a car crash all because some idiot was out drinking and driving. This time I was the idiot. I got lucky. I was fine and the people in the other car where fine. That made it easier, but I could only think of how I would have felt if I had killed them like that guy had killed my parents. I had a really hard time forgiving myself after that. I still think about it sometimes."

"Why are you telling me this?"

"You need to take those meds. I know it seems like they won't help or that it's pointless to take them, but they help I promise. I know because I have to take some too."

Sebastian sat up. "You do?"

"Yeah. I developed a bit of depression after that accident, the hospital stays and guilt really took their toll on my head."

"Sorry."

"Thanks." Tyler took a deep breath as Sebastian crawled up next to him and gave him a hug. "You know I like this cuddly side of you."

"Don't get used to it."

"I guess I'll cherish it while it lasts then. Are you going to take my advice?"

"I'll take them. You just might have to remind me."

"I'll definitely do that." Tyler kissed Sebastian in the cheek and stood up from the bed. Tyler pulled a pair of jeans from his dresser and began to get dressed. "I hate to bring this up, but did you ever go back to the doctor to get those tests done?"

"Yeah. Cody forced me to go. I actually had chlamydia, but I got it taken care of."

"Okay. You're all good now though?"