Sasha watched her house burning, the orange red flames leaping up, devouring the house like wild animals feeding. She imagined the headlines, what a tragic story it would be. The house burned to the ground, and the whole family with it. Apart from her, of course. Poor Sasha, the orphan, the sole survivor. No-one would ever guess-
"Sasha!" Leo shouted at his daughter. "Hello! Anyone there?" "What?" "Have you been listening to anything I've just said?" Sasha shook her head. "I'm going to the pub." "Ok." Leo seemed surprised by her reaction. What did he expect, her to sob and beg him not to go? She was 16, not 6. "Well, the washing up needs doing." Sasha nodded. "You're a good girl." Sasha scowled at his back as he left. Good girl. I'll show him! As soon as she heard the door slam behind him, she pulled her mobile out of her pocket. "Fletch." "Hey Sash." "Have you got some?" He didn't ask what. He didn't need to. "Yeah. I'll meet you outside the loft." "Sure." Sasha put the phone down. She breathed steadily, trying to calm the feeling inside her. She would get what she needed soon. She took one last look back at the washing up. Someone else could do it. She wasn't a good girl any more.
Thankyou!!! Sorry for not writing any more in ages, but I haven't been able to post for a while(so I hope this'll work!) Anyway, here's some more, just for you!
Sasha and Fletch sat on the cold, hard concrete with their backs to the wall. The streets were practically deserted, only the occasional late night partier staggered across the streets. The night was theirs. Sasha sat back. Even in her drugged up state, she knew it was late. She knew her family would be back and she knew they’d be worrying about her. But she didn’t care. Let them worry. It’ll teach them to call me boring. She imagined the scene at home.
Leo stumbled in. “Sasha!” He called, his speech slurred. “Sash?” He lurched into the kitchen, calling her name. He saw the dishes piled on the side. His brain was fogged by drink, but he knew he’d told Sasha to clean them. “Where is he?” He asked, more to himself than anyone else. He looked in her room. The bed was empty, and hadn’t been slept in. His blood ran cold. Where was she?
Sasha grinned. That was something she’d pay to see. “Fletch” She shook his shoulder. “Fletch!” “mmm” He slowly opened his eyes. “You got any more?” He mumbled something and pointed to a bag beside him. Sasha settled herself back. All she needed was Fletch. And the weed. Then she was happy. Do you hear that, Dad? I don’t need you. I don’t need any of you!
Doesn't matter- I've worked it out now! Anyway, here's some more, hope you like it!
Sasha leaned on the doorbell. Leo opened it straight away. "Sasha! Where the hell have you been? Do you know how worried-" She walked past him without a word. "Sasha! Are you listening to me?" "No." She began to laugh. "Sasha, are you drunk?" She continued to laugh. Leo shook his head. "Go to bed." "Why? I'm not tired. I want to have fun!!" She spun round, tripped over her feet and fell to the floor, laughing even harder. "I'm not talking to you in this state. Go to bed." "But-" "GO!" Pulling a face at him, she half walked, half fell up the stairs. Leo exhaled. What had happened to her? She used to be so good! But now.... He sighed. Everything he touched crumbled beneath his fingers, everything he came near fell to pieces. Why could he never do anything right?
Sasha groaned. She looked at the clock beside her bed. 11:30. Reluctantly, she swung her legs out of bed. "Anyone got any breakfast?" Leo looked stonily at her. "What?" "Explanation first, then breakfast." She cast around for the right words to say. "I'm waiting. This had better be good..." She thought about it. She could tell him the truth, or something he'd beleive was... Would it hurt him more to think I was drunk, or on drugs? She toyed with the idea of telling him exactly what had happened, the look on his face... But no. She couldn't be in that much trouble. "Sasha?" "I..." "Yes?" "...I went to a party. I got drunk." "Is that all you're going to say?" "It's no big deal, is it? You get drunk all the time." She looked straight at him. He looked away, unable to meet her eye. "Well, don't do it again." "I won't. Now, what about breakfast?"
Fletch lay on his bed, thinking of Sasha. He hoped she hadn't got into much trouble. His parents were away at work all the time, so he didn't ever have to worry, but Sasha couldn't do anything un-noticed, especially with a police man for a brother. He reached for the phone. "Hey Sash." "Hi." "Just checking you didn't get too much of a roasting from your dad." "Not really." "Same again tonight?" "Love to."
Sasha hung up. She grinned. Now all she had to do was think of an excuse. "Dad, can I sleep over at Michaela's tonight?" She yelled down the stairs.
Thankyou! Please keep reading my other fic, Can't Find The Words To Say I Love You!
Sasha leaned back on the bed beside Fletch. She grinned at him, and he smiled dopeliy back. "I love you." She whispered. "I know. I love you too." She took another drag. "You got any more?" Fletch checked the bag that was shoved beneath his bed. "All gone." Sasha got to her feet. "Where you going?" He mumbled." "Let's go and get some more." "K." He pulled himself to his feet. "I'll call Nige." He fumbled in his pocket for his phone, dropping it on the floor. Sasha picked it up. "Let me." She held the ringing phone to her ear. "Hello?" "Fletch, mate. What can I get for you?" "I'm his girlfriend, Sasha." There was silence from the other end of the line. Nige didn't know how to play this one. Was Sasha in on it? Or not? "Would you like extra?" "We'd like something better." Nige smiled. "What did you have in mind?" "The strongest you've got." "You sound like my kind of girl. I'll bring them to the usual place." He hung up. Sasha turned to Fletch, who was slumped on the bed. "Come on!" She tugged at his sleeve. "Where we goin?" "To hevean."
Lol! I love ur fics! they're well good. Especially the Without you one. I love it! Keep up the good work!
(lol, sound like a teacher)
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Sasha took the drugs out of Nige's hands. Butterflies flapped around in her stomach. She took a breath to steady herself and grinned at Fletch. "Come on, love." She muttered. "Let's have some fun." He smiled blearily up at her. "Here." She pulled the needle out of the bag. How do you do this? She clumsily stabbed it into her arm. She felt a small sting, and then...nothing. Must come later. She told herself. She turned and placed it in Fletch's hand. "Your turn."
It was dark, but everythink was bright, almost as if the world had been painted in rainbow colours, just for them. She grinned at Fletch and he laughed back. Suddennly they were both laughing at everything, and nothing. The world was so perfect... It began to rain, but that just made it more beautiful. The water shone and sparkled like falling diamonds, and they ran around crazily trying to grab handfuls of the gems, but they just slipped through her fingers everytime. She collapsed onto the grass beside Fletch. Everything was a haze of euphoria and hysteria, she was barely concious of anything, but she didn't care. She had never been so happy, so completely, overwhelmingly happy...
Sasha slowly opened her eyes. Hard concrete dug into her back, damp clothes were freezing against her bare skin and her head pounded. She groaned and looked around her. The first streaks of sunlight were appearing in the grey dawn sky. She lay on the pavement, propped up against the wall. She had lost her bag, but she could feel her phone in her pocket. Beside her feet lay another head. "Fletch." She moaned. There was on reply. She nudged him with her foot. "Fletch, wake up." There was still no response. She dragged herself to her feet and over to where he lay. "Fletch." She shook his shoulder. "Fletch!" He was still and pale, his head flopping in her hands. This wasn't right. He shouldn't be like this. "Fletch." She whispered, tears running down her cheeks. "Fletch..." She had killed him. It was her who had thought of having heroin, her who had got it and her who had placed the needle in his hands. "God help me, Fletch. What have I done?"
She didn't know how long she sat on the cold, hard concrete, beside Fletch's still body. The sky should be black, and filled with rain clouds and flashes of lightening. The whole world should have frozen over, and all happiness be banned, for without Fletch how could she ever be happy again? Teardrops ran down her face, streaked black with her mascarra. He couldn't be- No. She stopped herself. If I don't think it, it can't be true. Can it? She lay beside him on the ground, holding his cold hands in hers. "It'll be OK." She whispered to him, though she knew it wouldn't. Nothing would ever be OK ever again.
A sleepy Leo opened the door to Michaela. "Hi!" She said brightly. Leo groaned. "Where's Sasha?" Michaela looked puzzled. "That's what I came to find out." "But she was with you." "What?" "She was sleeping over with you." Michaela shook her head. "I haven't seen her for days."
I completely forgot that you had this fic! Lol! :S Anyway, this is coool! I hope Fletch is ok!
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Leo ran around the house in a panic, yelling at everyone who came into his path. Sasha's mobile was switched off. No-one had seen her since yesterday. No-one jad any idea where she was...
Sasha suddenly came to her senses. She was feezing, her teeth chattering and her fingers tinged blue. The longer she sat here, the more chance there was that someone would find her. She kissed Fletch on the forehead. She couldn't help him now. No-one could. "I love you." She whispered to him. "I'm sorry." She pulled herself to her feet, and stumbled down the alley. She didn't know where she was going, but she knew she could never go home, not now. She would have to go away, far far away where no-one could ever find her. But deep inside she knew that no matter how far she ran, she would never escape this...
