Wild Baleigh love 2️⃣☑️

35. A lot of explaining to do.

Tleigh's pov

I'm glad I got to be surrounded with beautiful and genuine souls around me.

It takes a lot to trust but with Hesnah, I know I'm always protected somehowly and with my two bestfriends who I don't know where I could be right now if not for them, I feel alive somehow and thus the world keeps going round as it should always.

Yesterday was one of  the darkest days of my life. When they got me to Hesnah's place, they forced me to change and after that I went ahead to sleep. I had no appetite and I couldn't take anything in with my ever churning stomach. I wanted to sleep my pain and discomfort away and that's what I did exactly.

Waking up today, I found Camille and Tiffany sleeping in my tiny room on a mattress thrown on the ground. Of course they were so worried and they couldn't even take the sofas. Small things like those always have warmth spreading in my heart. That's when I'm also reminded that, even in this cruel world full of monsters and cold hearted souls, there exists good people, those who will always be by your side no matter what.

I wanted to go home, home home back in Hudson that's why cam and I are loaded in Tiffany's car and she's the one who's driving.

Hesnah had a contract to sign with a new broadcasting industry she'll be working with. I can't be more happier for her than I am. After spending so many years being rejected by various industries as she was growing, now opportunities and blessings are all on her way. She wasn't okay with me leaving, we'd become so close in the last four months we spent together. We had each other and I'm grateful for the effort she made to to make me feel whole again when I was broken. Even now she manages to make me feel like myself again with her corny jokes and even taking me out to get exposed. She's really an aunt I can always count and rely on.

"Hey." Cam waves a hand across my face.

I raise a brow slightly at her.

"You've been so quiet." She says in a small voice her eyes roaming over my face.

"What did loverboy do this time? You were so cool singing together on the podium yesterday. I could kill to have just that moment with my loverboy too." Tiffany smirks when my eyes meet hers on the rearview mirror.

"Nothing." I reply looking out of the window. We're sitting on the backseat with Camille which is better. If I was with Tiffany here, she could have given me an insane headache with number of questions she could have bombarded me with. She doesn't know how to keep her cool, when you'll see her quiet, that means only one thing; she's not feeling well. She's ever chirpy, jovial, talkative and she has this total positive energy vibe almost all the time.

Camille on the other hand is the complete opposite. She's collective. She calculates her words when talking with someone outside our group. She takes time to study a person and she's not vulgar with other people. Tiffany is vulgar all the way to California. In short Tiffany is outgoing more than Camille and she doesn't mind whatever slips out of her tongue. But all in all, I couldn't trade them for anyone in the world. They're the only people I can go crazy on and they'll never complain. That's one thing that's for sure. We all go crazy and that's makes us, just us. We blend in together and exclusively so.

"You're pale and a little ugly." Tif points out when I brush off her previous question smoothly.

"Thanks for making me feel better." I snort leaning on the window.

"You'll never be ugly." Cam corrects resting her hand on my knee. You're always beautiful but to be honest Tee baby bum, you're loosing colour." She says softly and I just nod feeling emotional all of a sudden.

"I'm okay."

"I saw you rushing to the toilet in the morning. And when I followed you, I heard you gagging, wheezing, heaving and puking." Tiffany says as if it's not a big deal.