Chapter 9- Following

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"What time is it?" I ask Emery

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"What time is it?" I ask Emery. 

"O...O...ne," she slurs. 

I have an hour to get home. I call Andy and he told me he was on his way. 

I grab Emery's hair and pull it away from her head as she throws up the contains of her stomach in a bush. 

"It's okay. Just let it all out," I tell her. "It will go away soon."

"Make it stop," she cries before throwing up again. 

"I wish I could but I can't," I tell her sadly. 

I wipe a strand of her hair before she relaxes against the tree she is leaning against. I watch as the limo pulls up. I put my arms around Emery's waist and lead her to the limo. 

Once in the limo, she lays her head down on my lap while I give her some water. 

"I never am drinking again," she tells me after drinking some water.

"We both know that is far from the truth," I tell her.

She chuckles. "Yup we both know I am not going to give up drinking unless you can get drunk every night," she tells me. 

I laugh and brush her hair out of her face. About 10 minutes later we pull up to her house and I help her out of the limo and lead her up to her bedroom. 

Her bedroom is a medium size bedroom. Her bed is black and white which is the theme of her bedroom. Over the years she has changed her room multiple times but so far this is the longest time she has had this theme of black and white.

 Over the years she has changed her room multiple times but so far this is the longest time she has had this theme of black and white

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I help her into her pajamas and brush her teeth. I hold her up while I lift up her blankets on the bed and gently push her into the bed. 

Once both of her legs are in I tuck her in and go back into her bathroom and grab some Advil and a glass of water. I place it next to her on the nightstand. I leave a note saying to drink this and that I will pick her up at 8:00. 

I turn off the lights and go out of her room. I walk down the stairs and out of the house. Once back into the limo I notice the clock. I have twenty minutes till curfew.

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