A Pain Worse Than DeathMature

A few more months went by, and before I knew it, it was already May. I don’t remember much that occurred during the time from February until May, I’m certain that nothing of much importance happened. One of the things that did stick with me was the fact that I finally got to meet Jack Frell (and I never intended to do so again). The experience was altogether quite unpleasant, and he really did creep me out. The whole time I was there, he continually tried to feel me up, which, he usually only does to Jeremy, or so I’ve heard. Jeremy is the only one who would willingly make deliveries to Jack, but Spenser always made sure that he didn’t go alone. 

Over those few months, I also managed to get off the drugs. It was hard, but Jeremy never complained when I was horribly bad-tempered. He also must have warned the others, because their complaints were few and far between. At night when I went to work, I was proud of who I had become. 

When I got to work on the seventh of May, Jeremy met me outside the warehouse with a huge grin on his face. 

“Hey Amelia, I’ve got a surprise for you.”

“I’ll bite. What’s this surprise?”

“I’m clean. I haven’t had a drink or shot up in a month.”

I was completely stunned. I was so happy. I think he finally realized how much his lifestyle had made me worry about him. 

“That’s great. We can celebrate tonight after work.” I gave him a friendly hug.
We went inside and took our usual seats. Around ten, James told me I had to deliver to Jack, but Jeremy offered to take the run for me since he knew how much I hated delivering to him. I was slightly worried, but Jack was nothing but an old pervert, so I quickly banished these thoughts from my head. I also knew that Spenser would be there and would take care of any problems. 

At ten-thirty Cai got a call on his cell phone. It was obvious that this call wasn’t a good one. After saying “okay” a few times he hung up, jumped out of his seat, and ran for the door. I shouted after him, “Cai, what’s going on?”

He didn’t answer the question, he only shouted after him, “Stay here Amelia.”

I waited anxiously for about half an hour before Cai and Spenser returned. Spenser was carrying something that had been hastily wrapped in a blanket. By now, I knew that something was horribly wrong. 

“Where’s Jeremy?” I asked quietly.

Cai glanced sideways at Spenser and made an attempt to appease me. “Amelia, you might want to-”

“-Where the fuck is Jeremy?” I screamed it this time.

Spenser walked over to the table and put down the bundle.

Cai looked at Spenser helplessly before saying, “Jeremy got shot.”

“Well is he okay? Is he at the hospital? Where is he?”

“He’s dead, Amelia.”

The End

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