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Name: Rain Storm LeMasters
Age: 21
DoC- Cocaine

Appearance- Black hair, lost, lonely green eyes that search for the love of someone, as well as empty in the search for another fix. He wears bandages on each arm, as he hides the junkie side of him that abuses heroine. He stands about five foot eleven, with pale white skin, and dark circles under his eyes from the lack of sleep that cocaine provides the user with.

The Life of a Drug Addict- Rain had a mixed life growing up. His mother and father fought constantly, and so his father was constantly in and out of his life. Finally one day his father never came back, and at only twelve years of age he became the man of the house. His twin sister, Keelan Lilly, became addicted to sex, and heroine when they were sixteen.

One day after school, Keelan didn't come home. Rain and his mother stayed up for days waiting for news on her condition, but after several weeks of searching, her dead body came up in a landfill twenty miles from their home. After that, Rain quickly became addicted to Cocaine. He felt that it washed away the pain of losing his twin sister, and their father. He hid his addiction from his mother, whom he loves with his entire being, and he knows that if she knew she'd be devastated. She was all he had left.

One day when he was out on the street looking for some drugs to obtaine for cheap, he met up with a shady dealer in an alley behind a pharmacy. As he was walking back towards his home, he was suddenly surrounded by the poilce force, and tazed as he tried to run. He began to cry as his mind thought of his sister, and how his nother would be worried about him. Immediately, he was taken to prison, and found guilty. He was sentenced to two years in a maximum rehab facility, and visited often by his mother.

Addicted to- Rain also likes to use Heroine, hence the bandages on his arms, and will smoke weed from time to time.
Music interests- Rain plays the guitar, and his favorite song is Closure by Divine Hersey

It had been three months since Rain Storm LeMasters had been sentenced to two years in maximum rehab. It had been three months since he'd lost his freedom, and he one thing that held his pain at bay; Cocaine. Everyday it grew a little better, but he still had the memory of the photos in his mind.

knock knock

A soft wrap on the door signaled the request entrance of one of the many nurses. Today it was Consuella, a beautiful latina woman who had a wonderful personality. Rain liked her a lot, and had on several occasions wondered if she would have a private dinner in his room.

"Enter, Consuella." Rain said standing, smoothing out the few wrinkles in his rehab uniform. He hated the light blue color, but he found it calming some days. Besides, the outfit was comfortable.

The door opened, and the beautiful nurse entered. "It's time for lunch Rain. I thought maybe I would esscort you down to the cafeteria" Consuella said with a bright smile, and a wink. Rain had been waiting to see her beautiful smile. She'd been the only person in the enire facility to bring him small gifts. Just something to get him through till the next month. If he were ever caught, Consuella would be fired, and he would be sentenced to years in prison instead of more rehab. He would never tell on her though. She meant the world to him.

"Alright then. I will allow you to esscort me to lunch mon cherie." Rain said extending his arm for her to take a they walkd out the door, and down the hall for lunch and free time.

Rain and Consuela sat down at their private lunch table nearest the large bay window in the cafeteria. The veiw outside was actually rather beautiful, aside from the barbed wire fence tat ran the length of the facility. He had considered breaking out on night just to feel the cool water on his skin, but Consuella's gifts were already enough heat to worry about. If he got caught they'd piss test him, and then the jig would be up for sure. And Consuella, well she'd probably be deported, or sent to jail. He didn't actually know if she ws legal to be living in the country.

He looked at the face of the woma he'd been fantasizing abut for thepast few months. Rich, copper tan skin, surprising green eyes that suggested a celtic heritage somewhere in all that Latin. Her freckles were many, but you couldn't see them unless you got close enough to smell her. Rain had seen them many times, not only in his dreams, but one or twice in reality. She didnt know this however, and he would never tell her unless their relationshi went to the next level.

"Who would want a junkie?" Rain thought to himself. "Someone else sent to this hell hole. I'm not good enough for her beauty."

He heard foot steps enter the door. A girl, nervous looking maybe, walked in followed by two large men. The very same men who had escorted him in when he arrived. This girl, however, didn't look like she belonged.

"Consuella, darling, pray tell who she is visiting? There's no way that she's being admitted here." Rain said with a frown on his face. The girl was beautiful, for sure. Her beauty rivaled Consuella, but again there was no way she was going to be living here.

Consuella smiled. "She's a new ward here. Annabelle is her name, though he last name alooves me." She said absent mindedly. "Come on. Eat up. You know how the doctors on duty like to talk while you eat, wasting your time." She said placing her hand on Rain's.

Consuella beamed brighly, as Jeffery, another of the may wards here, walked the girl towards their table. As introductions went underway, Rain's eyesopend wide.

"You've got to be shitting me, Jeff!? She doesn't belong here! There's no way in HELL his girl is as messed up as the junkies t that table," He said pointing to a group of patients at a table across the room,"Or those pills heads at that table." He said pointing yet again to another table, this time at a group of people once addicted to Oxyctton.

Consuella rested her han on Rain's, ad heseemed to calm down. He got this way when he needed his fix, when with drawl set in. "You'll have to excuse him right now, Miss Annabelle, he's having a difficult time right now." She said with a sad expression on her face. Rain stared at her incredulously. Her words made him seem a messed up as everyone in te rehab center.

"I'm sorry, Jeff, Annabelle. It's been three months with out my mask. I sometimes forget myself." Rain said poilitely Standing up, and bowing as he took Annabelle's hand in his, kissing it as would a southern gentleman.

"This girl just can't belong here." he thought as his eyes fell on her arms. "Or maybe she does. She's a junkie too. We've got something there."

His eyes then bounced up to meet Jeff's glare. He could see jealousy in them. It seemed that he already notced Annabelle's beauty. Some of the wards in the rehab were sick themselves, but in a different way. They would ******** the residents, and the residents didn't like it. Rain had already broken ito several rooms where male wards were raping the patients. He'd been given days of solitary confidment, but he hated to see women, or men, being forced against their will to suck the d**k of someone's sick obsession with sex for false promises of getting a drug fix. He'd never caught Jeff in a situation like that, but he had that feeling in his gut that Annabelle could be in a sort of danger in the place.

"Would you like to sit with us, Miss Annabelle?" Consuella asked charmingly. She'd noticed the way Jeff looked at Annabelle. Jeff was attractive, and there'd been a few times she'd wanted to sleep with the man, but where was the love i that? Now she ust cared about Rain, but she could see that Annabelle had a beauty that rival hers in Rain's eyes.

Rain did his best to keep his eyes on hers. He didn't want to watch her remove her bandages, but when she asked Jeff a direct question Anna looked at him. Curiousity killed he cat and one again he couldn't help himself. His eyes slowlsy fell upon her bandages, and he saw the truth.

'She is a junkie afterall. Oh Anna, beautiful Anna, what pain hides behind your eyes?' he thought to himself.

Rain continued to hold onto her hand, not wanting to let go in fear that her pain was too great for her to handle alone. He had his own fair share of pain, and Cocaine had helped him to relieve some of that pain. Never fail though that once the rush that drug provided you with, time would slow way down, and you'd be hurting even more than before. He had done his fair share of heroine though. It wasn't his favorite, but it helpd him hid from the world a while. It only used it to feel closer to somene in his past. A ghost, a memory, the other half of his soul.

As Anna sat next to him, he finally released her hand. The space between them was little, and he swore he could feel the heat of her nervousness. "Don't be nervous, crazy beauty from beyond the gate." Rain whispered back to her, his nose barely touching the edge of her ear. "I'm crazy too." He said with a smile.

"Consuella, would it be alright if I showed Annabelle around the center? Instead of a regular ward that is." He said, his eyes full of hatred for Jeff. He wanted Anna no where near the man he suspected to be sick in the head like some of the other wards. He understood that everyon needed their fix, but not like that.

Consuella looked up at Jeff, and then back at rain and Anna. A smile sprad across her face. There was som jealousy in her heart, but she understod that sometimes drug addicts chose to love thier own "kind". Rain was much younger than her. Younger by about fifteen years if one wanted to get technical, but that didn't stop her from wanting to help him become someone for her to love. "I don't forsee a problem with it, Rain Storm. Just have her back here in one hour so that I can get her checked into a room. After that, you're more than welcome to continue the tour." she said her eyes sparkling emerald green in he light of the room.

This girl, Anna, was lovely. She may not of had the beauty of a Spanish dancer, but as far as American beauty went, she had it all. "I'm going to leave you two to get better aquainted. Come on Jeff. I'm sure there's plenty for you to be doing while they talk." She said as if bossing the male ward around, and she was. She ranked higher than him in the system.

As Consuella walked away, Rain turned to Anna. "I thought you didn't belong here, but now-" he started carefully, not really even sure what to say. He didn't want to be here either, but sometimes he realized that he was here for a reason. Maybe even something other than his drug habits. "Now I think you do belong here." He looked into her eyes. "For some other reaon. For reasons like me. Unknown." He said hoping that she understood wht he was talking about, that mybe by some unknown power she would grasp he consept that he knew they weren't bad people. That they just did bad things in hopes of leaving the past behind.

He ran a thumb gently over her beautifully marked arms. "It's okay, Annabelle." He said "I like the Sex Pistols too." Rain smiled standing up, leaving his tray for someone else to get. "Come on, Sid Vicious. Let e show you around the place we call home." he said as he extnded his arm.

Rain looked taken aback. Had not caught his reference to the whispered comment she'd madeabout being crazy into his ear? "Look," Rain said wrapping his arm around hers. "I make no mistake. These people aren't crazy. They are normal. Do you understand? Don't you get it?" He said as he led her out the door.

Rain couldn't understand understand her resentment towards what he had said. She liked Sid Vicious, and yet when he tried to use it at a sort of pet name, she withdrew, and then suddenly she just bounced back. He remained slient for a moment as he thought. "We are the crazy ones." Rain said finally. "It's us not them" he whispered as he leaned into her slightly with a content smile on his face.

"They all grew up around drugs, you can ask anybody. Their parents were addicts who have probably been to this very clinic, and the apples didn't fall far from the tree. We- I-" he paused, "I'm here for reasons unlike these people. A dark past..." He said looking away from her, tears threatening to form in his eyes as the thought of what had happened all those years ago. "Keelan...forgive me." He said with a quite breath.

"You're right," Rain said looking around with a smile planted on his face, his eyes watering slowly. "You're not stupid, and you're aren't crazy. Annabelle, you aren't like anyone here. You've just done some bad things, but you're not alone. You remind me so much of the realistic reason I'm in here."

Rain stopped himself from speaking any farther. To talk about the angel of his torment meant breaking down again, and twice in one day was enough. He couldn't take a third time. "Anyway," he said as a tear slid down the cheek opposite of Annabelle, "This is the rec room." He said gesturing to a door that was propped open. There were a few game systems, a large tv, and many shelves of books. There were also several musical instruments in the far corner of the room.