pt 1 continued~
Silas sat in the shower letting the water engulf his body in warmth, his hair stuck to his forehead and his body numb and light as if he was floating, pills scattered the floor as his breath shallowed and the room got dark, maybe it was the high or maybe something else but he felt free without any burden. the room started to spin and finally light pained his eyes as he looked around, no longer in his bathroom but in a bed surrounded by beeping and sounds of seldom whispers. He sat up and the whispers quickly stopped. "Silas!" a familiar voice filled silence and knocked Silas out of a trance like state. "Figaro?" Silas spoke but the voice didn't sound like his own. Figaro pulled the younger man into a hug and then quickly pulled away anger replacing the worried filled eyes. "Drugs Si, out of all the things that you could get hooked on you chose drugs!" Figaro yelled "You could have got hooked on coffee or I don't know fucking porn but you chose drugs!" Silas frowned "Wow so you'd want me to be a sex addict-" "Yes!" Figaro screamed "at least then I would be able to look you in the eye and say I can help you but now look 19 years old and already fucking up your life." Silas looked away and Figaro calmed down sitting next to the boy and holding his cold hand "Your not a minor anymore but you'll always be a kid to me Si. And as your big brother its my job to help you so til your 20th birthday I'm sending you to a home for troubled teens, its a live in rehab for kids your age." Silas stared and looked away not wanting to hear Figaro's words "H-how long have I been here?" Figaro sighed "A week your neighbors called to complain about how loud your music was and they found you in your tub barely breathing." he paused "Please go to the home I promise you it will help you." Silas slowly nodded "ok.." he whispered. He had lost hope in ever finding help but maybe he could try one last time....