11-12-08 “Journal # 78”

Jacob unconcious in my arms…. god how did this happen?
In my fury I ran to maplewood plaza to find Jacob sitting against something. I walked over hands balled into fists.
“You fucking asshole.” I screamed.
He hadn’t even my acknowledged me being there.
“Listen to me you dumb stoned fuck!” I yelled even louder. I kicked him and when he fell over and remained motionless I realized he was OD’ed. I began laughing to myself, but then I felt it, I felt pity. Why did I feel pity? He is going to die eventually and he’ll pay for what he did. No then it would be a vicious cycle. The pity wins, and I lifted Jacob.
I walked for blocks. A groggy Jacob moaned.
“Wha….wha….gah”
“Shut up before I leave you here.” I replied.
I made it to the hospital, and brought him in. A nurse asked me to put him on a gerney. I complied, putting his body on the gerney.
“I found him OD’ed, can I leave, my name is…..” The nurse didn’t care and rushed him away before I could finish my sentance.