Dead Or Alive...

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PART 1 : *Disclaimer* Foul language may offend some.

It was a Tuesday morning when Tyler came out of his mid morning coma , the sunlight cutting a sharp line through the blinds right across his face , still half asleep , he had already began feeling his body cringing for the substance it was starting to lack . It was an unfortunate set of circumstances that brought Tyler to where he was , however it was nonetheless a pain in the ass which ran his very existence. He rolled over to look at the alarm clock and it was much later than he expected , it was 2:32pm . Having his step mother coming over this evening he knew he had to appear atleast somewhat straight , as much of his family doesn't know whats going on , and he prefers it that way.

Tyler opened the prescription bottle and emptied the last 4 and 1/2 tablets into his mouth and washed them down with last nights cold coffee. He shuffled into the living room , sat down and lit his cigarette and with an exhausting sigh exhaled the dark blue smoke out the window which was still open from last night , leaving the apartment uncomfortably cold. Grabbing the remote and a blanket from the chair in the corner he covered up and turned the TV on , "nothing , nothing , nothing , boring , whatever " he whispered under his breath as he turned on some random channel showcasing the worlds dumbest criminals . "What a surprise" he remarked as he ran his fingers across the rough stubble covering his face , feeling the pills doing their job he got up and went to the kitchen for a soda when he heard his phone ringing , "for fucks sake " he saunters back into the living room and flops onto the couch again picking up his cellphone .

"Hello" he says with an intolerant voice ,"Hey you , hows it going" . It was his girlfriend Stacey who was out of town visiting her parents for a few weeks , "Hey , not bad , what are you up to ?" , "Not much , you ok? , you sound like you just woke up" , "Yeah it was a pretty boring night and on top of that my step mother phoned two days ago and says shes coming to see my place " he says in a groggy , half irritated tone. "Yeah I phoned her and asked if she could come check on you " she said in a concerned tone" , "Why would you do that?" , "I don't know because you sound like your still taking that crap" , "Where not discussing this , its my life and you need to understand that ill take care of myself , i don't need to be coddled." , "well i know but im still concerned your taking too much of it and i can tell your stoned right now just by the way your talking" , "this isn't up for discussion , when will you be home?" , "Hopefully sunday night , why?" , "I just want to see you , I've been pretty miserable here all by myself without you" , "aww , well toughen up champ its only a few days" , "alright take care , I have to get cleaned up in case I fall asleep", "bye hun".

Tyler sat up from the couch and put his cigarette out in the ash tray , feeling the effects of the things he took , he almost forgot he finished what he had and needed to get more before his step mom arrived . "Yeah brother mondays fine ill need a ride to the bank though , hey could you drop them off before 4:00 , my step mom is coming over and wont be able to leave anywhere , alright thanks man" he set the phone back down on the coffee table and noticed another 2 pills sitting in his old cigarette pack from last night , he took another and put the other one underneath the couch with a few other things so they wouldnt (hopefully) be found and made his way to the bathroom. Tyler showered and shaved , changed into some not so dirty clothes and made some resemblance of a very late breakfast. Feeling refreshed he made his way back into the living room where he lit another cigarette and rechecked his phone , it was 3:45 . "Can this day go any slower" he thought to himself and he took a drag off his smoke. He started to clean up and shuffle some miscellaneous papers and junk on the coffee table so it would be one less thing for his step mom to pick about when he noticed the bottom of a pamphlet underneath a couple of magazines and newspapers that said "Interventions dont just mean rehab". "What the fuck?" he said aloud , and ripped the pamphlet out from underneath the crap on the table.

Opening the pamphlet he read the first line as follows "Wether it be family , friends or co-workers , everyone has the ability to give the gift of love with a stay at our facilities , where patients can learn and understand a different way of life and embark on a new beginning , with acceptance and understanding you will notice a change in the persons you leave with us ..." , "What a bunch of bullshit.." he snapped , ripped the paper in half and threw it in the trash next to the couch. The anger he felt was suddenly interrupted by a knock at the door , upon answering it , he realized it was his friend bringing him next weeks stuff . They relaxed , talked for a bit then brought up what he found and neither of them could figure out who could know enough to be talking about an intervention but it still made Tyler very uneasy but the thoughts were soon masked as the endorphins began flooding his system . After showing his friend out , he made his way back to the couch , his eyes becoming very heavy and that oh so familiar feeling of intoxication washed over his entire body , he retired back on the couch to wait for the arrival of his step mom , which now didn't bother him so much as he drifted off into that semi sub conscience state he loved so much .

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"Yeah sandy , hes definitely out of it what do you want to do ?" , "don't do anything to alert him , I still have things to sort out with the rehab facility and don't need Tyler getting any wind of it" . Tyler was completely unaware that his friend who supplied him with the illegitimate narcotics was actually a friend of his mother who worked with her at the police department . He felt sympathy with Tyler after his accident , however things were starting to get very serious and something needed to be done .

After grabbing a coke from the fridge , Tyler made his way back from the kitchen to his room to hide the articles his friend has just brought over , returned to the living room and disposed of the one underneath the couch just incase his step mom went snooping around , which she normally did when she came over . It annoyed him , he always thought she was finding a way to make his life a living hell and just wished she would mind her own business . After lighting another cigarette and turning the channel to something more entertaining he heard a knock on the door . "hey buddy hows it going" his step mom said . "Undetermined , just woke up not too long ago " , "I see , no work today ?" she replied . "No i took a few days off to relax, and to think about some stuff" , "Well are you going to invite me in , or should i just stand at the door". "come in obviously " he stated as he half laughed .

They talked for what seemed like at least an hour when his mom mentioned something he couldn't tolerate , "So you still having those night time issues ?" she said with some concern , "Were not talking about that right now and like I've said before its not up for discussion , i haven't had those issues in a while and would appreciate it if you drop it!" he barked. "No need to get all defensive , im just trying to do what mothers are suppose to do , care " she rebuked. "Anyway , I dropped by to tell you that I also won a getaway trip up north and was wondering if you wanted to go" , he glanced at her with some careful looking eyes , as she has never done anything like this before and was sort of out character . "Not sure I would have to check some things out, and have someone watch the dog" . "well I'm just going to use the restroom and I'll be on my way " his stepmom started toward the bathroom and shut the door , then the police officer in her started to itch and began to search around the bathroom for evidence he had been using more than his prescription allowed , however the small search turned up nothing but a few bottles with the labels torn off , until she noticed the pamphlet torn in half and became worried . It was at this point that she knew he knew and had to be careful that he wouldn't run off , she flushed the toilet washed her hands and exited the bathroom like nothing was any different.

"Well , I'll call you in a few days and let you know whats up with the trip , just want you to keep an open mind " she noted. "Yeah I will , dont worry " he said. And she walked out the door .

Tyler couldn't help but think about why she brought up the "night time issues" , and he suddenly became aggravated and threw his glass across the room and it smashed across the wall , leaving with it a big hole in the drywall . That's when he noticed that his mom forgot her purse and 2 bags , which worried him even more , something was up as this was not like his mom to be forgetful . As curiosity about earlier began to rise he decided to toss her purse and see what information she may have had , and to see if she had anything to do with this Rehab nonsense. She must have been being very careful because he didn't find anything but a couple of cards with random names and addresses but one particular card caught his attention as it didnt have a specific address , just a building code . He hid the card in his cigarette pack and continued to search the purse , thats when he noticed a nice nickel plated smith and Wesson 686 in a concealed holster which he also relieved from its hiding spot . He turned to the bags and immediately was able to notice the blue and white colored packaging of Tena disposables,there was also some new underwear , couple pairs of jeans in his size and some neat hoodie sweaters which he desperately needed. He grabbed the stuff from purse and put it back in exactly as it was taken out , and decided to call his step mom later tonight to let her know and stuffed the firearm underneath his couch pillow , he took the clothes and other stuff into his room and kicked the Diapers into the corner of the living room next to the purse .