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| Clarke "Isaac" Hanson stretched out with his feet on the coffee table, nearly knocking over a bowl of chips, he winced at the thought of accidentally knocking them over the carpet, but laughed and took a long drag of the joint he had just been passed. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| "See, man,"; his friend Steven began,"It's just like I told you," he took the joint as Isaac passed it to him and took a drag and chuckled, "You need to wind down man. This is exactly what you need." | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Isaac felt a soft pleasant buzz in his head, and he just laughed, not exactly sure why it was so funny, everything seemed so fuzzy and comfortable and airy, he couldn't get over how relaxed he felt. He'd been on tour for so long, running here and there like a blue assed flea, sometimes he'd have to work sixteen to eighteen hours a day, six hours for sleep and five minutes to pull himself together before his next day's adventure would bring him to another city, force him through another day of hell. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| His friend, Jaden, who had just been passed the joint, took a quick drag and handed it to Isaac. Jaden's large muscular frame was sprawled over an easy chair, one leg up over the arm, his back resting against the other arm, his head tilted back, he exhaled the smoke in rings. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Isaac took another drag, looked at Jaden, laughed, "Man, you're wasted," He snickered, again, not really realising this wasn't that funny. He was so bombed by the pleasant hazy smoke from the joints that were being passed around to everyone, the woozy feeling of the four beers he had already consumed. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| "I know," Jaden laughed, "isn't it great?" he threw his head back and laughed insanely. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| "God, this is great," Isaac laughed, he slumped down a little more comfortably, knocking over the chips and not caring, he thought it was funny. His head was swimming, his muscles relaxed, it was the first time he hadn't felt at edge in a while. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| This is so nice, he reckoned. God, if the fans found out though... | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| God, what's so bad about it? I mean it's not like I'm an addict, it's not like I do this all the time?it?s not gonna kill me. It's just a lousy joint. Besides, everyone does it nowadays. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| But it's still a drug... | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Fuck, I don't care...I need this right now. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Isaac's thoughts were jumbled, he closed his eyes and left himself drift off into an intoxicated sleep. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| "Hey, Ike, wake up man!" | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| He felt a hard slap on his shoulder and he blinked his eyes open wearily, Isaac's younger brother Zachary Walker Hanson was sitting on the back of the couch, feet up on the seat, laughing his head off, his burnished-gold hair hung in careless waves at each side of his bronze face. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Isaac blinked again, "Zac'what are you doin' here?" He yawned, he looked at his brother again, Zac had a joint in his hand and was laughing his head off. Zac's dark caramel eyes had a twinkle Isaac had never seen before, and at the same time his brothers eyes looked dead. It came with that expression of being intoxicated. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| "Who cares, man, you're missin' a great party, man," Zac chuckled. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| "Zac, are you stoned?" Isaac was absolutely shocked, Zac was only fourteen years old, he would be fifteen in two weeks. The boy looked totally warped. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| "Who cares, man, it's just weed," Zac laughed again, he clutched his belly, laughing and fell over the back of the couch with a thud onto the floor. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| "Zac!"; Isaac looked over the edge of the couch. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Zac was curled up on the floor, laughing his head off. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| "Isaac laughed a bit, the dozy woozy feeling from the marijuana was still in his system, he chewed his lip, looking at Zac, Zac was totally gone, "Zac, get your ass up off the floor." | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| "Zac got up, laughing so hard tears were in his eyes, he seemed so much more happy than he ever had in his life, and Zac had always been a cheerful child. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Isaac laughed and pushed Zac to sit down in the chair where Jaden had been sitting earlier. The party was still in full swing by the looks of it. Steven was dancing with some hot blonde, and Jaden was swinging from the banister of the stairs making monkey noises. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Isaac burst out laughing, he didn't understand at that moment why, but it was hilariously funny. Zac joined in with his laughter.. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Isaac collapsed into a seat, "Man, I don?t know what I'm gonna tell mom, man. She's gonna be so pissed that you're high. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Zac shook his head, snickering, "Ike, relax, it's just a little weed, that's all. It's not like I'm injecting myself with herman or something." | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| "Herman?" | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| "Herman...that...stuff...you inject..." Zac frowned trying to concentrate. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| "Isaac burst out laughing, "Zac, Herman is our UNCLE!! You're thinking of Heroin!!" he clutched his side from laughing so hard. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| "Herman, Heroin, it's the same shit, different pile," Zac rolled his eyes and took a drag of the joint he hadn't let go of since he'd woken Isaac up. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| "Isaac laughed, "Herman, man, that's funny." | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| "Yep," Zac laughed, "Same shit, shame shit, yup." | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| "Isaac leaned back comfortably, "Why you here?" | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Zac snorted, "I'm here for the pot, just like you." | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Isaac frowned a little, "that wasn't what I came here for." "Oh, c'mon, you can't sit there and lie saying that you don't think this weed is good shit." |
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| "I never said it wasn't good shit, I just said that wasn't what I came here for." | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| "Yeah, well you're here now man, oh mannnn," Zac took another drag, "God, this feels so fuckin' great," he said. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Isaac remained silent. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| "I mean, c'mon, Ike, we need this, we need some kinda outlet, right? I mean with the shit we put up with. Besides, most celebrities do drugs nowadays. And this isn't even what I would call a major drug...I mean, c'mon, they're thinking about legalising it and all." | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| "Zac, there is no way you walked into this party without someone telling you to go home," Isaac changed the subject, and stood up worriedly. He himself could handle his parents if they got mad at him for using marijuana, but Zac? Zac would get grounded for a year and probably chaperoned whenever he went out, no one would trust him again. He was only a kid. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| "Hey, Ike, who you talkin' to?" Jaden asked. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| "Zac..." Isaac explained. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Jaden looked around, seeing no Zachary there. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Isaac looked at him, "what?" | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| "Zac's not here..." "Yeah, he is he's right--" Isaac pointed to the chair where Zac had been slouched. Zac wasn't there, nor was there any smoke in that area to suggest he'd been there with a joint. Isaac frowned a little, "but he was..." |
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| Jaden laughed, "You're wrecked, Ike," he sauntered off laughing loudly to himself. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Isaac looked around, Zachary was nowhere in sight. Maybe he'd got up and left from boredom. Isaac felt a little hungry, "fuck I'm starved," he muttered, he looked over to where Steven was. "Hey, Steven, Man, where's the kitchen?" he yelled. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| "Over there!" Steven pointed into the direction of a door. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Isaac rolled his eyes at how obvious it was, he stalked into the kitchen and walked behind the counter, there his heart nearly stopped as his foot tapped against something as he?d not been paying attention. He looked down and there was his brother, Taylor, passed out on the floor. Isaac kneeled down and shook Taylor, "Tay, hey, wake up man, you can't sleep here." | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| "Isaac hadn't taken a close look at his brother, but now that he did, he could see that Taylor had been foaming at the mouth, his nose had a strange whitish residue around it and on his upper lip. "STEVEN!!" Isaac yelled in panic, he shook Taylor harder, panicking more. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| "Steven stumbled through, drunkenly, "What is it?" | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| "What the fuck did you give to my brother?!?!" Isaac demanded near tears. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| "I didn't give him anything, Ike," Steven sauntered over, "what is it??" | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| "Don't you see him!?!" Isaac demanded. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| "See who? Zac? Tay? All I see is you, man, you're really wasted, what have you been on?" "Don't just stand there!! FUCKING DO SOMETHING YOU IDIOT!!!" Isaac screamed. |
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| Isaac tried everything, thumping on Taylor's chest trying to get his heart pumping to mouth to mouth and anything that would work, but Taylor wasn't breathing, and probably hadn't been for a while, he was cold as ice already. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Isaac felt himself almost floating, like he wasn't quite there anymore, he turned and saw Zac standing in the doorway, "don't stand there! Help him!!" Isaac sobbed. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| "What can I do?" Zac shrugged, "It's not my fault the stupid shit sniffed some stupid powder...It wasn't even fifteen percent cocaine y'know, it was something like 90% powdered bleach or some shit..." Zac shrugged. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| "He's your brother, man! How can you stand there and say those things!?!" | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| "He's not my brother," Zac smirked. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| "Yes he is!! He's your brother, he's our brother!!" | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| "He's not my brother, he's not your brother, don't you get it?" Zac laughed. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| "What don't I get?!" Isaac demanded in tears. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Zac motioned to others who'd come into the kitchen to see what Isaac was screaming about. "Look around you, Isaac, don't you see... they're not acknowledging my presence...or his." Zac walked over to Taylor and kicked Taylor's foot. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Taylor's eyes snapped open, and he leaned up, wiped the foam from his mouth, "Is this how you wanna end up, Isaac, layin' on a floor, drugged up, not even knowing what you're really taking?" he asked in a soft tone, Taylor's blue eyes pierced right through Isaac's. Isaac pulled back from Taylor. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| "Is this some sort of sick fucking joke?!" he screamed. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| The onlookers jumped back from Isaac, looking at him, someone told someone else to call an ambulance, that he was having a bad trip. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| "He doesn't get it," Zac laughed at Taylor. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| "Of course he doesn't get it," Taylor shrugged. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| "What don't I get?!" Isaac demanded in tears, sobbing pitifully. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| "We're your mother fucking conscience, you idiot," Zac knocked on the side of Isaac's head, "knock, knock, anyone home?!" | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Isaac pulled away, "You're my brothers!" | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| "No we're not," Taylor sat up on a counter, he tucked his hair behind his ears, "he's not kidding, we are your conscience." | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| "But..." Isaac tried, someone grabbed him from behind. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| "We had to take on a form you'd understand," Taylor explained, "To get through to you." He looked down at his nails and buffed them on his pants leg casually. "The drugged up excuse over there you see, the one trying to tell you that drugs is alright is your careless irrational irresponsible side, your side telling you that it's okay to take drugs..." | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Isaac looked at Zac. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| "True, but I wasn't gonna appear in the form of a little devil version of you like you see in all those tacky cartoon ideas of what a conscience is," Zac rolled his eyes. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Taylor sniffed delicately. "And me? I'm what'd be called 'the good side'. I'm the reasonable, responsible side. And scaring you thinking your brother might have been OD'ed on drugs is my way of saying do you wanna end up like that, like so many others do? I mean c'mon, Ike. So many like you start off saying they'll stick with weed, and then they look for something a little bit stronger, and a little bit stronger...I mean, c'mon, I know what I'm talking about. Dipshit over there is trying to corrupt you. I mean don't listen to him, god. He influenced River Phoenix too." | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Isaac screamed, "This is fucking insane!!!" | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Taylor slid down from the counter, and looked at Isaac right in the eye, ";the next time you light up a joint, just consider what insane REALLY is. And let me tell you something now, Isaac. What I'm doing for you now, this sense I'm talking into you now will benefit you for years to come if you listen," Taylor folded his arms. "Not only will it benefit you, but it will benefit your brothers if they choose to walk the wrong path too, because if you listen now you'll be there to tell them..." Taylor smirked. "Go back with that thought, Isaac." | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| "Go back? Isaac asked. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Isaac blinked his eyes open wearily, and leaned up, he was still on the couch, and the place was almost quiet, the air was smoky, Jaden was asleep in the chair, Steven was making out with some chick at the other end of the couch. It occurred to him that whatever he had just experienced, had been some sort of dream from his guilty conscience about smoking cannabis when he knew it was no good. He rubbed his head, and stood up, intent on going home. He thought about his car, he?d been drinking, he shook his head at himself and picked up the phone, and dialled Taylor's cellular phone. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| "Hello?" came Taylor's reply on the other end. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| "Tay...it's me, Ike...can...you pick me up?" | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| "Ike, you have your car!" | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| "Yeah...but I've been drinking..." Isaac sighed, "And...I...I smoked weed and my judgement isn't really that clear and I don't wanna kill someone from my own stupidity..." he thought of Taylor - the Taylor conscience. It has just been a dream, but was there really some sort of force out there that had shoved him towards the edge where his decision at that moment that he would never touch drugs again? He shivered when he thought of his first reaction at thinking Taylor had been dead because of drugs. And then he thought of how the Taylor conscience had spoken. That if he listened he would be there to benefit his brothers too. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| "Damn, Ike..." | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| "Tay...I'm sorry...please?" | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| "Fine, I'll be right there," Taylor finally gave in. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| "Thanks." Isaac sighed and hung up, he knew Taylor wasn't happy with him right now, but he guessed he would forgive him, they were brothers, close brothers, and forgiveness always came eventually. And if it didn't, well, Isaac would work until he got it. He was pretty sure that he would never take anything again - alcohol was acceptable perhaps occasionally when he was twenty-one...but,no,never ever ever would he touch drugs again. It was just way too risky. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| He looked up to the window, and for a moment, he was pretty sure he saw Taylor standing looking in, a little smile playing about his lips. Isaac got up and stalked over to the window, and no one was there, and Taylor's car was not out there. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Isaac hugged himself insecurely, and waited for his brother to come. He decided he would keep this little secret to himself. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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