“Hey, nerd! How’s it going?” She giggled, sitting next to Trevor.
“Fine. You?” He mumbled putting his phone down.
“Not bad.” She nodded before sighing “actually, mom found my stash and we got into a huge fight. She broke everything and said that if I wanted to be a drug-ridden whore that I wasn’t welcome in her home anymore.”
“I told you to stop using.” Trevor sighed with frustration.
“I know.” She whimpered.
“What do you want from me?” Trevor asked.
“Help,” she said through a quivering lip.
“Help how?” He said, slamming his fist on the picnic table.
Jumping she looked at Trevor with fear in her eyes.
“I don’t want to lose her. I love my mom. She means everything to me.” Sally said through the sobs that racked her body.
“Then get clean or you’ll lose a lot more than just her.” Trevor’s voice growled as he began leaving.
“Rehab.” She gasped. “I'll do rehab. I’m saying panda!”
He froze. They promised that if they ever cried panda they needed help. It was the first thing they ever connected on besides crack.
“Get in the car.” He said.
Obeying like a child who had just been scaled, she raced behind him and through the door, he had opened.
Slamming it behind Sally, Trevor took a deep breath as he walked around the car and calmed his nerves before climbing in behind the wheel.
“We’ll go see your mother. Give her your phone, your keys, and every password. You will ask her to fill a bag with clothes. After I drop you at rehab, I will go back to your mother’s place and we will be going through everything. Social media, your room, your car. Everything. Is that understood?” Trevor demanded.
“Yes,” she sobbed “anything for her.”
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