A Walk Through Hell

Meaghan, a 14 year old living in a household with a drug addict brother and an alcoholic father. Just when she thinks life can't get any worse, she gets taken to a foster home and separated from her friends and mother. The foster home is a place full of dangers......and when a new family adopts her, Meaghan feels like things can't go any worse.
It feels like a walk through hell.


4. Silent Waves of a Storm.

Joesph's POV


I wanted to murder this girl.

 "You threw them out?" I whispered

"I never knew drugs made you deaf too." She mumbled, trying to get away from my grasp on her shoulders.

"Shut the hell up, you brat." I growled.

I don't know what got into me. But I slapped her, then pushed her away from me. She lost her balance and held on to the fridge. I'd never hit a girl before, let alone my sister. But she took the joints. WHAT am I going to tell the guys now? Plus she knows about my other junk....this girl....


"Yeah, go ahead. Hit a girl. Show me how stupid you are." She whispered. Her eyes were mixed with horror, shock, mock, and hurt.

I stared at her and realized I had a cup in my hands.  I rose my hand.

No, I won't throw it.


This. Girl. Took. My. Joints.

She looked at me unbelieving.

This. Girl. Knows.

She looked at me with fright.

This. Girl. Went. Into. My. Room.

This. Girl. Just, AUGH!

I exploded.

I threw the cup I had in my hands at her.

She rolled on the floor as soon as it hit the fridge. It smashed right above her head.

I had to get out of here. I'm going to kill her if I stay here.

I turned around and shot for the door. I don't even know where she went after that.

I ran out of the house and didn't bother to close the door behind me. I just needed to get out of here.



I don't know how much time passed. All I know is I kept walking as long as my legs would take me.

Edward called me but I turned my phone off. I didn't want to deal with any of it anymore. Not Meg's, not Edward's, not my dad's, not mine.

Especially not mine.

I just kept walking until I found my self by the park. I walked up to the benches and fell upon them.

I didn't know what to do.

I loved Meg. I know I don't act like it. But I do.

It's just......she took my joints....

They're all I rely on now....

I felt the tear push their way up to my eyes.

Awww c'mon, I haven't cried in ages. I'm not crying now.

I inhaled a deep breath and relaxed back on the bench.

I wish I was me. The one before the drugs.

I opened my eyes at the sky and watched the clouds until I got dizzy.

When did all this start?

I remembered the first time I got a whiff of the drug....




"Hey Joseph! C'mon over here" I heard someone call me. Being a freshman in high-school, I still didn't know anyone. I was anti-social.

I turned around and found three kids from Sophomore year sitting together.


"Come here." Said the oldest one. He had blond hair and brown eyes. I stared at him and didn't move an inch.

Another boy next to him with blue eyes and brown hair smirked.

"Edward, he's a dweeb."

"Well it doesn't matter. I said COME here. Or else." He growled, not taking his eyes off of me.

I walked a little closer.

Now Edward smiled.

"You're new huh?"

"Um...yeah." I stuttered.

"I know how you feel. I'll be your friend if you want." He winked at me. I got confused. Just a minute ago he was treating me like a watch dog or something...?

The boy with brown hair came up to me and threw his hand over my shoulder.

"You're our buddy now."

"And you gotta do what we do." Continued Edward.

I hesitated. I wanted friends. But I didn't know what he meant by ' do what we do.'

"What? You're turning us down?" Questioned me Edward. Anger flashed through his eyes and I got scared.

"No no. I'm just....uh...surprised."

His eyes calmed down.

"Well come here and try this.."

He held out a brown, wrapped paper package. No, not package. It looked more like an over sized cigar.

I squinted.

"What's that?"

"Just try it man! It's amazing." Mat took one and turned it on. He puffed a big puff and blew it in my face. I coughed and moved from under his grip.

"No. I'm leaving."

"Where?" Growled Edward.

I gulped. This guy had something about him where I just couldn't say no.

"I....uh...I was going to leave..." I stumbled on my own words.

"You're staying here and you're trying this."

"But what if-"

"No." He glared at me. I took the brown thing from his hand and watched as he lighted it. I looked at him questioningly.

"Just puff it."

I looked at it. I didn't want to do this. But at the same time, I did.

"What? You're gonna watch it burn?"

I shook my head. I lifted it to my mouth and puffed it, coughing immediately as I choked.

Mat started laughing at me, but Edward shut him down.

"Shut up Mat, it happens to the best of us."

He looked at me slyly. He knew I wasn't going to say no to him.

"Try again."

I gathered my voice.

"No. I don't want to."

"You have to."

"Says who?"

"Says me."

I looked at him in the eye.


I threw it on the ground and stepped on it. I started to take my leave when he grabbed my arm.

"When I tell you to do something......"

He squeezed my arm.

"You listen to me..."

Mat smirked. 

He squeezed harder. It hurt now.

"And you don't say no because NOW...."

He squeezed even harder. I bit my lip.

"You're part of my gang......"

I gulped.

He squeezed harder.


I nodded, unable to speak because of the pain.

He let go and pushed me away.

I stumbled into the wall, rubbing my arm.

Edward pulled another brown thing and lighted it, giving it to me.

"Try it now."

I feared saying no again. This boy could beat the shit out of me.

I took it and puffed again.

No coughing.

It was easier.

Edward smiled.

"That figures."

He sat down again and left me trying to figure out when this thing finished.

After about 2-3 minutes, he looked at me.

"You can throw it now."

I tossed it at the ground.

"You idiot! Not here. People might see it."

He picked it up and threw it in his bag.

"You can leave."

" What was that?"

"What?" He looked up at me.

"That thing you gave me.."

Edward smirked.

"Marijuana Joint."

My eyes widened.


"Marijuana. Now get out of here."

I turned around and ran home.

And didn't stop until I was in my own bed.


I snapped back when my phone rang. I looked down and it was Edward again.

"What the heck.." I answered.

"Joseph? Where are the joints?"

"Hey Ed, some issues happened........I can't bring them in. I'll tell ya later. Bye."

I hung up as fast as possible.

Ever since that one time....I'd started wanting it more. And then I got introduced to new things...

And here I was.

A heroin, cigar, and marijuana addict. 

I felt bad.

Meaghan deserved more than this.

I deserved more than this.

But that high I got with the drugs I couldn't find anywhere else.

"Shit...whatever. What can I change anyways?"

I stood up and started my walk home. 

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