Chapter 12

So here I was living for a few days at Ricky's pad until I found my own place. Although it looked shabby, it was big. As like all boys’ places it was a huge big mess. With clothes everywhere, cigarettes etc.

"Welcome to my pad." Ricky had said to me as he helped me to unpack my things. It was a 20 roomed flat housing Ricky and his other gang members. They had all been shunned by their parents, loved ones, etc. because of their chosen gangster lifestyle, doing drugs and getting arrested.

The owner did not mind them staying there as long as they paid the rent in full which they did. After we arrived, a party had been thrown to welcome me to the gang. There were the usual things, partying, alcohol, drugs, dance music, and girls.

So, I had to spend the whole night, doing drugs and drinking alcohol until I was completely wasted and passed out on a sofa.

As the next day came, I found myself waking up with a killer headache sleeping on a sofa where some random girl snuggled up to me. As I tried to get up, I felt sick and couldn't count how many times I had to run to the bathroom to hurl until my stomach had nothing more to vomit.

That is what sucked about drugs as one minute you felt all happy and as they were off, you felt much worse and depressed than you did before you took them.

As everyone woke up and started returning to their places, I woke Ricky and helped him clean up. So here I was, I had actually moved out of that evil house to something better where I could do whatever I wanted.

The only reason that Ricky had said yes to having me come live with him until I found my own place was because I had told them that I would pay his rent for the month before we went to aunt maggie and did what we did.

I told him that as I actually did have the money. The leftover money amounted to about a hundred thousand dollars. I had given aunt maggie about $5000 for her to take care of herself.

As for me I now had $7000 left. But I did not tell anyone Especially Ricky that I had that kind of money even in my drugged state as I was not that stupid and knew that he would steal it from me.

After going to school, yep I still had to do that as Ricky and his gang all went there to do their deals and sell their drugs there. Although I wanted to drop school I decided to go there as I did not want to stay at someone's place by myself. What if something got stolen?

At least I was now in my last year and would be graduating soon.

School went for me as usual, but I now had new friends whom I did not trust to sit with during break time, Ricky and his gang. Some hot girls were also coming to join where we sat and many trying unsuccessfully to get my attention as even though I was no longer rich, I still had my gorgeous looks and I knew I could get any girl without even trying.

The problem was I was just too empty, numb to even care anymore about girls.

While the gang was busy discussing their business, I just sat there thinking of nothing blocking any thoughts as most of them would just remind me of my past and bring me pain.

"Hey rich boy, why so quiet there by yourself, last night you were partying so hard, talking a lot." I heard one of the gang members jokingly say to me.

"Let him be Luke, for rich boy to be fun, he needs to be given drugs that is just how it is." I heard Ricky reply in humor back while I just stared at them in response and returned to my blank state. With them returning to their chit-chatting.

I guess what he had said was true as when I got drunk and drugged yesterday, I acted like my previous normal self who used to talk a lot and enjoyed life. When sober, all my troubles returned, and I returned to being quiet and in pain.

As I stared at them doing their business, I then realized that sooner or later they were going to expect me to join them. Although I was now doing drugs, I did not want to sell them, or heck end up in jail like my father.

I realized I had to make a plan and quickly move out before it was too late.