Fairwell Bill (Mac)

"You know I don't mind..." I said quietly, before she did it.

"Trying to quit." I say.

I nodded slightly. "That's a different story."

I look at him. "What do you mean?"

"Well, if you want to stop, it was a good start." I replied, looking at her.

I nod. "the way I look at it is Ciggs are better then pot or drinking."

"As long as it's just ciggs you're right about that. At least it doesn't make you do stupid things." I replied.

I nod. "Trust me I know all about what Pot and other drugs are make you do."

I just nodded, with a small smirk.
"Glad you wanna quit, though."

I nod getting up.

I watched her, but stayed a little longer, before I got up as well.

After awhile everyone came too Bill's old place to eat and whatever else I didn't fell much like talking so I when up to my old room.

I noticed she did, but I stayed down, taking care of the guests at the house, granting her a little alone time.

I looked around my old room, and found some old 'stuff'. Old habit stuff really, not that I want to start again, but I'm not sure I can't take all of this without just a little.

Downstairs I was wrapped up in talking to people, hearing "I'm so sorry, Mac." or "I'm so sorry for Katrina." a lot of times and it got to me, though I wouldn't show. But inside I was wondering how Katrina was doing.

I sit on my bed looking at the dope, and only hoping I had more power then to light it up.

Downstairs the first were already leaving and I got a little worried, because Katrina wasn't coming down, so I went up and knocked on her door, just to see how she was. And because the door was a bit opened I saw her on her bed with the drugs and sighed a little.

"You can do better than that, Kat." I said in a gentle tone.

When I head Mac it make me jump and try to hind the dope, but he clearly already seen it so I just look down.

I walk up to, sitting down next to her and wrapped my around her shoulders.
"I know you've done things like that in the past... but you were strong enough to quit, let's keep it like that, okay?" I said in a kind tone, not mad.

I kept my head down and shank it. "I'm not so sure Mac. I feel like I can't make it."

"But you know that it's not going to make it much better either." I said calmly. I wasn't going to lecture her, but I was trying to keep her from going back to old habbits.

I nod knowing his right and get up.

I smiled a little and got up as well.
"I'm prouda you." I said gently.

I don't say anything to him just close my eyes tight trying to kept from crying.

"Come here." I said, walking up to her once again.