He left the call on voicemail, smiling as he waited for it to answer with her voice. The moment it did, his whole demeanor seemed to change. Leaning into his cellphone, he cupped his hand around it, hiw voice suddenly breathy and rough as if he'd been running
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When she came through the door, he leapt up, a piece of wood in his hands. "NO! I won... LIZBIT!"
Gasping to take a breath, eyes wide. For a moment he still stood with the wood up but then he let it fall from his hands, ignoring as it glanced off his head and fell with a clatter to the floor.
"You aren't... You haven't taken the pills, have you? I don't wanna take them anymore, Lil'bit. I don't wanna 'em.' He was teary again, sniffling from the balm he'd put under his eyes to make them water. "I don't wanna be like that."
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He shook his head, stumbling and crashing down hard on one knee. "He wouldn't let me go and Mom said I had to do what he said and then... Then they gave me a shot and she was forcing me to take pills. She told me she called Jason's Mom and told her he was staying at our house and..."
Staring up at her from his knees, tears streaking his face. "Don't let her do it again. It was like... like I could see myself but I couldn't stop myself. Please. Help me?"
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