Braking the Habit

(Author's Note: This Story will at times express mature themes, reader discretion is advised.)

Chapter One – Falling (Teaser Chapter)

Seventeen Year old, Chris Halliwell laid on his bed. He had just got home from school, and he was bored. He wanted to call Bianca and hang out with her, but she was gone in Vegas until Monday. He was without her for an entire weekend; it was going to be lame. He lay back on his bed, looking at the pale white ceiling. He put his hands behind his head and sighed. Then he heard someone walk down the hallway and knock on his door.
"Sweetie." He heard his mother's voice.
"Yeah." Chris replied looking at his mom, Piper.

Piper was in her usual P3 clothes. Black top, with Black dickies pants, and her hair pulled back into a pony tail.

"I just letting you know that I am going to the club. Phoebe is working late and she won't be home til like 9 or 10. And Paige is with a charge. Alright?"

"Okay."

"There is some left over Chinese food in the fridge."

"Okay."

"Chris are you okay? You're barely eating or sleeping. And lately you only have like a one word vocabulary."

"I am fine. Just bumped that Bianca is in Vegas."

"I am sorry." She said in a sweet voice. "Well take care!" She closed his door. A few moments later Chris heard the car pull out of the driveway. He got up and went downstairs. The house was empty. He opened the refrigerator door and saw the Chinese food. He pulled out a white box with a red Chinese house on it. He opened it and looked at the Orange Chicken. He groaned and put it back into the refrigerator door and closed it. He then orbed back up into his room. He went to the closet and pulled out a pine box which layed behind a basket of socks. He then went to his bed and laid back. He slid open the box, and there laid about ten joints of Marijuana.

Chris smiled.

He then picked up one of the joints and took a green lighter out and lit the end of the joint and put the other end onto his lips. And he inhaled.