Life After You

Jeremy rests his chin in his hands, his elbows on his thighs. He stares at the pamphlets on the glass coffee table, his cell-phone next to them. He runs his hands through his hair, sighing heavily and sucking on his bottom lip. His stomach is doing somersaults. He knows he needs to make these calls. He knows that if he doesn't he will lose everything because nothing stays secret in Hollywood forever.
Jeremy picks up a pamphlet and reads the cover. It's a local charity group who are offering drug abuse counselling with a combined detox programme. The group meets every Tuesday and Saturday.
He logs onto his laptop and goggles drug addiction. A test pops up on the page. He answers each question honestly and holds his breath as the results are worked out.

Addicted.