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Post by Cordelia Antonia Price on Feb 11, 2012 18:40:09 GMT -5
Cordelia relaxed a little when he put his arms around her and hugged her back. Good, that was good. He wasn't going to push her away, which meant that he wasn't so dead set on not getting himself sorted out. That was supposed to be half the battle, wasn't it? Getting someone to admit when they needed help. She was determined as hell that she would make this work, but it would be easier if he wasn't going to fight her every step of the way. She smiled a little when he proved it further by agreeing to stay in at the house. She gave him a tight squeeze before dropping her arms and stepping back from him. “ Good. I think some different scenery will definitely do you some good” she nodded.
She stepped away from him, turning away to grab a cloth from one of the cupboards, and hastily wiping her eyes when her back was to him. It was going to be ok, he was going to stay here, where she could watch him, take care of him, everything was going to be alright. She grabbed a cloth and started wiping up the spilled juice and broken glass from the cup. “ I'll get Vinny to go tp your place, grab your things. Why don't you sit back down, finish your food. It's getting cold” she said, latching onto the things she did actually have some control over at that moment, she didn't do to well when she had no control over a situation.
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Post by Anthony Matthew Price on Feb 12, 2012 3:16:23 GMT -5
Anthony swallowed some. He was already feeling the need for another score. But being in the kitchen with her he couldn't just do it there. He needed to get out of there. He couldn't even begin to describe how shitty he was feeling. This was the only problem with quitting. It was going to hurt, badly. Did she understand that? Maybe that's why he hadn't quit yet. He was afraid to quit. He wasn't sure how to just say he was afraid. Then out came her saying she would send Vinny to get his stuff.
"Ah ... you don't have to do that. I can get it. I'll get my stuff later." He had alway been such a private person. It hasn't changed any. "If you don't mind I think I'm just gonna excuse myself. I'm not exactly feeling very well." He gave her a small forced smile and then didn't wait for her to give him an answer before he was out the door and up the stairs to what used to be his old room. He sat on the floor at the end of the bed and fished in the inside pocket of his jacket. He pulled out a needle filled with liquid. He took his jacket off then slipped his watch off as well. Once off he made his vein show good then stuck the needle in, letting his eyes close while he did so. He could already feel it working.
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Post by Cordelia Antonia Price on Feb 12, 2012 14:43:39 GMT -5
Cordelia looked back to him and nodded “ Yeah, yeah, I can understand that. Go lay down Anthony, and call me if you need anything at all, ok?” she called out as he'd left the room. Her shoulders slumped a little and she let out a weary sigh as she continued to mop up the mess his shattered juice glass caused. She needed to talk to Felix about this, he'd know what to do, he usually had some sort of answer. She knew Anthony was private and all, but Felix was practically family, and she didn't know how well she could figure this out on her own. She finished tidying up the mess, and leaned against the counter, thinking for a moment. She shook her head, she wasn't going to figure a solution out tonight, it was better to go to bed, take off these pinching heels, and attack the problem in the morning.
She walked up the stairs, pausing outside of Anthony's door. At least he was here and safe. She hesitated a moment, resisting the urge to go and tuck him in. It was ridiculous, he was a grown man after all. She couldn't quite hold back wanting to just check up on him though. She knocked on the door and opened it, not waiting for a response “ I'm going to bed, if you need anythin-” she stopped mid sentence, taking in the scene in front of her. “ GOD DAMN IT ANTHONY!” she pushed open the door the rest of the way, storming in. She grabbed the needle, not caring if it hurt as she ripped it out, threw it to the ground, and crushed it under her foot.
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Post by Anthony Matthew Price on Feb 12, 2012 23:08:45 GMT -5
Anthony let his head lean back ast he pushed the liquid into his arm. It felt incredibly good to feel its effects again. He was in such a good place that he hadn't even heard Cordelia until she was yanking away the pretty much empty needle and crushing it. Such a good feeling it didn't even hurt to have her do that. He felt like he was on top of the world, like he was soaring. He figured with her standing there he should feel bad, but he didn't. He couldn't not feeling high as a kite. But he knew she was mad.
His dark blue eyes opened and looked up at her. He was silent. Not sure of what to say. This was gonna be harder than her just telling him to stop. She had to know that. This was going to take days. He was gonna need to be watched constantly probably. He supposed now was as good a time as any to use all those long over due vacation days. It probably wouldn't hurt her to use hers either. "You didn't say I had to quit today." So that was probably smart assed of him but he didn't care.
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Post by Cordelia Antonia Price on Feb 13, 2012 17:58:05 GMT -5
Cordelia watched him laying there, her frustration growing. When he spoke, a big part of her wanted to give him another slap across the face, the little jerk. But it wouldn’t do much good, not when he was so out of it. She closed her eyes, rubbing her temples, she needed a plan for this sooner, rather than later. She sighed a bit, crouching down so she was at face level “ It was implied Anthony… come on, get up, you need to sleep this off. We’ll talk again in the morning.” she said.
She tried in vain for a second to try to haul him to his feet to actually get him onto his bed, instead of just resting at the end of it. But she may have made up for her gender and stature in a lot of ways, that didn’t change the fact that there was no flipping way she was going to be able to lift him up on her own. She considered for a second calling out and getting Vinny in here to do it, but she didn’t want him to see Anthony in this state, and knew her brother wouldn’t appreciate anyone else in on his little secret if he could avoid it. Well, except Felix, she again, reiterated that he’d help her come up with something. Even if he had to take over control of things for a bit while she took care of her brother.
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Post by Anthony Matthew Price on Feb 13, 2012 21:24:31 GMT -5
Anthony didn't think she quite understood why he started doing drugs in the first place. There would be no sleeping things off. He used the heroin to keep him awake. She probably had no idea what else he was using. Her hands were trying to pull him up off the floor. He didn't want to lay down and he didn't want to sleep. He couldn't sleep. And he was tired of having the same nightmares over and over. No there was going to be no sleeping. Now was about the time, after he'd gotten high where he went out and did his job.
He was then pushing her hands off him. "No .. I don't wanna sleep. Don't you get it Cordelia. I started using because I hate sleeping, I can't sleep any more. I need to stay awake. So no Cordelia I don't need to sleep it off." His eyes were looking at hers. She had to realize he didn't start using because it was fun. He was having problems and he didn't know how to solve them. And drugs for a while were the best solution he had.
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Post by Cordelia Antonia Price on Feb 14, 2012 17:12:56 GMT -5
He was then pushing her hands off him. "No .. I don't wanna sleep. Don't you get it Cordelia. I started using because I hate sleeping, I can't sleep any more. I need to stay awake. So no Cordelia I don't need to sleep it off." His eyes were looking at hers. She had to realize he didn't start using because it was fun. He was having problems and he didn't know how to solve them. And drugs for a while were the best solution he had. Cordelia sighed again, dropping her arms from trying to get him up and pushing her hair back from her face. “ I get it Anthony, I do. Even if you think I don’t, I understand. But this state you’re in? It’s no good for you. And before you say you’ve done this and that and everything high and nothing bad has ever happened, I don’t care. That was before I knew… and regardless of what you may say, you’re judgment is impaired right now. And I am not letting you out of my sight. So right now, you’re choices are getting into bed and trying to sleep, or rest or whatever. Or taking a shower, or going to play pool in the rec room, or whatever. But you are not leaving this house. You cannot use this as a crutch” she said, planting her hands on her hips. Though bossy, this wasn’t her barking, snappy mean bossing she did when she wanted something done with the organization. This was the needling kind of bossy she used to use to make Anthony and Jason eat their vegetables.
In a way it was worse, if she was being the boss, telling him no not as his sister but as a the head of the family, then he has place to argue. He was after all a Price, he did have a stake in everything, and if he pushed hard enough, she would either have to fold, or cut him out of the loop completely. She had no doubt how that would go, though technically the Price empire on paper was theirs, and Jason’s as well in part, She was the one who ran things, she was the one who the thugs all looked too. It wouldn’t be pretty, and would be a betrayal, and if she was as cold as she had people believe, she could do it, rip away any claim they had. The tiers of their organization would follow her. But she wasn’t cold and cruel, not really, and she knew that rather than do that to her brother, she would probably fold. This though, this was her as a sister, she didn’t give a crap who was who, and what the other did, this was a ‘I changed your diapers you little shit, and you’re going to listen to me because I simply know better’. “ I know you think I’m probably overacting Anthony… but I’m worried” she said simply
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Post by Anthony Matthew Price on Feb 14, 2012 20:45:52 GMT -5
Anthony didn't quite see how she wasn't going to let him out of her sight. She had to sleep sometime. He knew that and so did she. He wasn't going to sleep. Those drugs did help keep him awake. And he'd use them until his body crashed. Whenever it needed to he supposed. He wasn't sure when that would be but right now he felt great. Like he was on top of the world. He stood up from where he sat, he finally felt leveled off and that the rush he'd just had wasn't going to make him dizzy or fall over if he did anything but sit.
"And if I walk out that door?" She hadn't given him any consequences. Would he actually defy her? He wasn't sure. In his right mind hell no he wouldn't defy her, but the fact of the matter was he wasn't in his right mind. He was defiant and wreckless. He did things that he wouldn't normally do when he was high, like challenge her authority. And challenge it to her face none the less. She probably never thought she'd be standing here when she took over raising him and Jay. He never thought he'd be hooked on drugs with no plan on how to quit. And really he didn't mean to do any of this to Cordelia. But again he wasn't in his right mind.
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Post by Cordelia Antonia Price on Feb 15, 2012 15:39:34 GMT -5
Cordelia’s eyebrows furrowed a bit as Anthony stood, challenging her. Who the hell does he think he is, huh? Apparently she was the only one who gave two shits about what he was doing and if he was ok, since it seemed he couldn’t give a rats ass himself. Well hell no, she wasn’t going to let him have some flash back to teenage rebellion saying no simply because he could. And if he was going to act like a child about it, then she would treat him like one god damnit. Didn’t he understand? Didn’t he get that all she was trying to do here was make sure he didn’t hurt himself? If he felt like he needed to take drug so that he could stay awake, so he could avoid whatever it was he saw when he closed his eyes, she could understand, she would still make it stop, but she could understand. But if he really thought that she would just stand aside and let him go wandering around, high as a kite, just asking for something bad to happen, then he had another thing coming.
She planted her hands firmly on her hips, looking up at him. “ If you refuse, then I get Vinny and some of the boys here to stand outside you’re god damn door all night, with orders to knock you out and drag you back here if you leave.”she said simply, consider it the mob version of being grounded. She let out a little sigh, her hands dropping to the sides “Please Anthony… I’m not trying to be unreasonable, ok? I just don’t want anything to happen to you. Just don’t do anything stupid, alright? One night, make it through this one night, and tomorrow we’ll figure out how to fix this.”
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Post by Anthony Matthew Price on Feb 15, 2012 17:01:28 GMT -5
Anthony watched her. In some ways she really was intimidating. He saw that every now and then. He usually didn't let her intimidate him much but when she got that look in her eye's and he couldn't quite describe it he knew it was time not to push any futher. In six hours .. she was going to see what hell looked like. He'd done his research. There had been a time when he actually wanted to stop. But puking your guts out and the fever and hurting every where ... amongst other things that were going to happen. With as far in as he was six hours from the last time he used he was going to be a wreck.
"Fine ... I hope you sleep like a baby. Now get out" His last few words were a little raised. He sat down on the edge of his bed looking away from her. Whether she thought so or not he was still entitled to his privacy. And really he didn't want to see her. So it was time for her to leave. Maybe if he was lucky enough he could sneak out later. He was going to need something in a little bit. He didn't want to just let it go. He was scared of just stopping. So he needed to come up with a plan.
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Post by Cordelia Antonia Price on Feb 15, 2012 17:26:47 GMT -5
Cordelia kept her eyes on him, watching as he sat on his bed, not letting the raised voice get to her, she could take Anthony’s hostility just fine, really in a way she expected it. It was far from ideal, but she’d meant it when she said she’d be the bad guy. He didn’t need to like her right now, it hurt, but she could deal with that, if it meant that he wasn’t going to be going around acting like an idiot, getting himself in trouble, putting himself at risk. She knew she couldn’t treat him with kid gloves, he wasn’t a child, and for the most part she didn’t. She respected Anthony and what he did, but there were times when despite being 22, he acted like he needed someone to take care of him.
She walked over to the end of his bed, still ignoring his testy manner. She put her hand on his cheek, turning his face towards her and kissed him on both cheeks. She held his face for a moment, making him look at her in the eye “ I wasn’t kidding Anthony… I know you… you stay here, because I will have someone drag you back… I love you Kiddo.” she said giving him another peck on the cheek for good measure before straightening up and walking out of the room. She shut his door behind her, resting her head for a moment against the door frame. She could do this. He could do this. She reaffirmed it with herself, making it her mantra. She stepped away from the door, walking towards her own room, pulling out her phone as she did. Cordelia didn’t make idle threats, and she would have some guys here to make sure Anthony didn’t get it into his head to wander off, then she needed to sit down in her room alone, have a bit of a cry, and figure out what she needed to expect from this, and how to fix it.
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