You need help.

I was in a lot pain and I hated how it was keeping me awake.My whole body ached.I was sweating and trembling at the same time.I knew exactly what I was going through.Withdrawals from the opiods I had been using in the past few weeks!I got out of bed and checked the clock right beside my bed.2:00 AM.I struggled to get out of bed and even as I stepped on the floor,I felt pain from my heels all the way to my calf muscles.

I needed more opiods!I was supposed to report to work on that very day and I couldn't do it while feeling the way I was feeling.I walked over to the sink in my bathroom to wash my face.The urge to vomit kicked in and I vomitted all over the sink.I needed to get some water from thekitchen.Drinking water.Some ice for the throbbing headache which I I had just begun to feel too.I struggled to find my way to kitchen and lo!Someone was there sipping coffee.

"Carlos!Why are you awake?"I asked and I could feel my heart rate increase."I should ask you the same thing,but I won't.You look beat and sick,"he said.I silently walked to the freezer and took out an ice pack which I held over the left side of my head. "Hangover?"Carlos asked. "Trust me,you don't wanna know,"I said. "I wanna know,"he said as he stood up and walked over to where I was standing,took the ice pack from my hand and held it for me.Damn,that felt so comfortable!

"You're trembling,Eva,"he pointed out after a while of just staring at each other. "The weather Carlos.It's cold,"I said. "What's going on with you Eva?"He asked softly. "Don't push it Carlos,"I said and grabbed the ice pack from his hand.Next thing I knew,I was vomiting all over the kitchen sink.That was embarrassing.And no,it didn't stop.Carlos had to hold my hair back for me as I went on vomiting for the next thirty seconds or so. "You definitely need a doctor,"he said.

"Can you drive?"I asked and there was desperation written all over my face and voice.He nodded. "I need you to drive me somewhere,please?"I almost begged.No,I did beg. "Sure,"he agreed.I was sure as hell that he thought he was taking me to a doctor.I was just about to let him into my secret.Whether or not he could keep a secret didn't really matter to me at that time.

"You want me to tell dad?"He asked. "No!Hell no!Xavi can't know about this,"I almost shouted.He seemed surprised,maybe because I had just called dad by his first name or maybe because I didn't want him to know that I was 'sick'.We took my Mercedes,Carlos behind the wheel,we drove off.I crossed my fingers in hope that no one saw us leave the compound.

"How are you feeling?"Carlos asked me as soon as we hit the road."I feel like shit,"I whispered. "You'll be fine,"he said with so much certainty that I hated myself for tricking him into driving me to get more drugs since I had flushed all I had down the toilet."Once you see a doctor,you'll be fine,"he added. "We are not going to a doctor Carlos.I have a drug problem,"I dropped the bomb shell. "You're not actually sick,you're just having withdrawals?"He asked and I nodded. "What the fuck Eva!"He cursed. "I'm sorry,"I said. "Perhaps next time,don't drag me into your problems.Get your shit together Eva!"He shouted and hit the steering wheel for no good reason.He reminded me of dad,the way he got mad."You are definitely Xavi's son,"I said with a little chuckle. "I can't with you.I'm actually mad right now,"he said. "That's how you get mad?It's actually cute,"I said before falling back in my seat."Does dad know?"He asked."Of course not,"I scoffed. "You should tell him,"he suggested. "Nope,"I said with crossed arms. "He deserves to know,"he said. "I'm not having this conversation with you,"I said. "Drugs will ruin you.You need help.Professional help,"he said.

The pain in my head was just getting worse.I felt like I couldn't see well anymore.It's like the world was going round and round very fast!

"Stop the car Carlos,"I said.As soon as he did I rushed out to throw up.He got out of the car to check up on me.I couldn't even walk on my own anymore.There was pain all over my body and I knew I never wanted to feel that way ever again in my life.I really needed the Opiods.I tried to move but I almost fell. "It's okay.I gatchu,"Carlos said as he scooped me up from the ground with his strong arms.

"Get some rest,I'll get us there,"he said as he placed me in the backseat."Thank you,"I said.He nodded. The next thing I knew we were at Sid's place somewhere along the streets of Mexico City.I was knocking at his door and as usual,he opened the door with a gun in his hand. "Eva!You didn't say you were coming,"Sid said to me.I had been buying all the hard stuff from him ever since I started doing drugs.

"You brought company?"He seemed pissed. "You can trust him,"I assured him. "Hey handsome.What's your name?"Sid turned to Carlos. "Does it matter?"Carlos asked. "Depends on whether you are straight or not,"Sid said. "I'm straight as hell,"Carlos said.Sid nodded and he let us in."It's time you quit though,Eva,"Sid said as he gave me more opiods."I don't want to hear it Sid,"I said. "I'm sure handsome over there agrees with me.He doesn't look like he has ever touched drugs,"Sid said."I quit,you loose a customer,"I said. "Maybe,but you don't deserve this kind of life.Get a life Eva,"he said.

"I'm outta here Sid.It was a pleasure doing business with you,"I said and started walking away."Don't show up unannounced next time.And don't bring company with you,"he said as we walked out the door."Goodnight Sid,"I said. I took a pill as soon as we got to the car."I meant what I said earlier Eva.You need help before you ruin yourself and everyone around you,"Carlos said.