It went on like this for a month at least.
If I wasn't going out and getting drunk, I was hidden away with Mikey getting high and sharing secrets.
I never wanted it to be like this, I didn't want to be one of those people. The ones that seem to only find escape in drugs. But ever since everything happened with Nate, my life did a complete 180.
"You're not going to get in to Vanderbilt if you keep this up, Elliot."
"Does it matter? I'm already in, it's a done deal."my mom was lecturing me yet again but I was too exhausted to fight back. I was just coming home from Mikey's at around 2 in the morning and I was high.
"They can and will revoke your scholarship and take back your acceptance if they find out."
"Who says they're going to find out?"
"If your grades drop, they will be informed and they can kick you out." I just groaned in response and walked to my room.
My eight year old brother, Jonah, stood in the hallway and watched me with big eyes. "Go to bed, bud. It's late." He continued to stare at me as I walked in to my room where my fifteen year old sister sat on my bed, waiting for me.
"Kels, what are you doing? You know you're not allowed in here without my permission."
"El, you've changed. You're not the same fun girl anymore. You're idea of 'fun' is going out and getting high or drunk, not coming home till 3 in the morning. I miss my sister..." At that point, my mom came in carrying Jonah. "We all miss you."
I tilted my head back and let out a cackle. "An intervention? Really?" I scoffed and rolled my eyes, walking out of my room. Kelsey leaped from my bed and grabbed me back. "GET OFF ME." I elbowed her in the face in order for her to let me go.
"ELLIOT!" My mom let Jonah go and got between me and Kelsey.
"WHAT." The three of us were screaming and Jonah just stood there and watched his mom and sisters get in a physical fight. "Jonah, go to your room." I say as Kelsey jumps on me. "Now!" Jonah scurried and shut my door.
"Ellie! You need to calm down before you hurt someone."
"No. YOU need to calm down. I'm FINE. I DONT need ANY help. Not from you. Not from Nate. Not from ANYONE." I cursed my mom out and tried to hold the tears back. My mom and sister were full on crying now. "And you, Kelsey. This doesn't even concern you. Why are you crying? God, you're PATHETIC." I rolled my eyes and went to find my stash. I took out one of the pills and was about to pop it when my sister jumped me, again.
"ELLIE, STOP IT. SERIOUSLY YOU ARE RIPPING THIS FAMILY APART."
"GIVE ME BACK THE PILL."
"Honey...." My mom whispered weakly.
"fine. You want to kill yourself? Here." She threw the bottle of pills at me and i watched it fall to the floor. "Who are you?" Kelsey stormed out of the room. I watched as my mom stared at me with sad eyes before she too walked out.
I grabbed the bottle of pills and my stash and sat on my bed. I grabbed a cigarette and rolled at around in my hand. The tears were coming for good and there was no point in stopping. I screamed and threw the tin can across my room, spilling all it's contents after it hit a wall.
The truth was, I did change, I did have a problem, and I did need help.