Paige and Rennie were high for a long time until one day she realized if she didn't stop buying ounces of dope she would spend up her inheritance. "We are going to have to stop doing dope, Rennie, and you need to get a job. I am not spending all of my money on speed. It is time for you to go back to work, and start paying our bills again" paige demanded.
The first week off of a long dope spree is always for eating and sleeping. The young and wild couple recuperated for the first week after paige's revelation. On the second week, Rennie was searching all around the house. "What are you looking for," paige inquired.
"I forgot that i stashed some speed back", he replied.
Paige was still not her analytical self so that she did not realize this was a ploy. Rennie never lost his dope, and deep down she knew it. That feeling when a good shot goes in the arm is so amazing that paige's stomach was already clenching and she was jonesing or hurting for a shot of dope. By then, it was too late. She helped him look a little while as the desire for that ecstatic rush that accompanies intravenous drug use built up inside. "Fuck it. Call Cheeseburger. Let's go to Dallas and get an eight ball" paige finally said. And off they went.
Paige was determined to stop again when this 8 ball was done because she didn't want to hurt her Grandmommy who left her a small fortune. Paige wanted to straighten up so that her Grandmommy's ghosts would feel proud of her. None of Rennie's old tricks to get more dope were working so he seemed to be willing to take drastic measures.
Their friends fought chickens in Oklahoma so that Rennie's buddy had a supply of stricknine that was given to chickens before fights to make them meaner and wired up. It seems you can't poison chickens according to the buddy. On this last night as they were coming down, paige realized she was dehydrated so she finally went to get some water.
Rennie ran in front of her and told her that he would get it. Strange behavior, indeed. He grabbed a glass and filled it with ice then he went to the sink to fill it. He was attempting to keep paige behind his back. The voice in her head screamed, "DON"T DRINK THE WATER!!! LOOK AT HIS HANDS!!!" Sure enough he was pouring something from a small vile into her water.
She refused the water, and his behavior became suddenly erratic. "HE IS TRYING TO KILL YOU!!!" filled paige's head so that she thought Rennie must have heard it too. The next thing she knew he had her on the floor and he was choking her. Miraculously, he jumped up and ran to the back of the trailer. Paige was trippin then because her mate was freaking the fuck out. Her thoughts were so scattered that she was still sobbing on the kitchen floor.
"Get up and get out of the house, NOW!!!," she heard. So she got up and went to the door, but the chain meant to keep cops out was latched. "The keys are in his left front pocket of his dirty jeans laying behind the couch, Get them now and go," the loving voice advised her once again.
It seemed to take forever to get the keys out as the jingling sound terrified her that he would hear and come back. Fumbling with the lock on the chain was excruciating as well. Clink clank went the chain, "hurry up and get out of here!!!"
She just took a deep breath and opened the lock, then the door, and ran for the car. As she was sprinting she was feeling the keys to have the car key ready to go in. As she was starting the car, he was lumbering out of the front door. His form surrounded by the light inside the house. She was terrified, but she got the car started and threw the gear shift into reverse. Gravel flew from the tires as she spun out of the driveway. She did not even stop all the way before throwing the car into drive on the dirt road road to head for the main highway.
She was so scared she went straight to her Mom and Dad's house. Her parents actually believed her. In fact, her Daddy supposed that Rennie thought he would inherit paige's money if she died. So paige's parents got restraining orders, and moved her to another town. Rennie never owned up to remembering when he tried to kill her, and called paige trippin and crazy. Nevertheless, she knows that her "Imaginary Friends" saved her ass. In retrospect, she was accustomed to going through whole ounces of dope without recuperation time, and this was only an eight ball's(1/4 of an ounce)worth of nights awake.
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