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♡ 𝐓𝐖: 𝐃𝐫𝐮𝐠 𝐮𝐬𝐞

The aroma of Popcorn fills the home as Camden works his hardest to make sure the living room is presentable yet comfortable. He wanted to make sure Arabella had a good time, this was like his warm welcome into the friend group. She was the first person who didn't ignore him when he talked about things he found interesting. She always listened and gave her feedback. Blankets lay sitting on the long sofa while pillows sit on the smaller ones. The tiny coffee table was decorated with beverages of all sorts, Candy, and chips. before he can go grab the popcorn out of the microwave the doorbell rings.

Pulling the door open the Giddy group of teens push past Camden ignoring his wave of welcome. Everyone except Arabella, she pauses and waves back with a closed smile before following the echoes now surrounding the house. Camden goes to get the popcorn before sitting It on the coffee table.

Jude and Zamora sit by each other on the loveseat sofa, while Leah sits across from them on her own sofa. Westin and Arabella awkwardly sit on the long sofa a few inches apart. "Okay, bums what movie should we watch?" Camden asks while plopping down by Arabella. "Oh, how about the conjuring?"

Leah suggests before leaning over to grab sour patch kids off of the table. "Hell to the no!" Jude argues while looking at Leah as if she's grown two heads. Jude has always been scared of horror movies, but he's never ever once told anyone. His mindset forbids it. He didn't want anyone to think he was a wuss.

"Why not asshat?" Jude scoffs before flipping her off. "Because I'm pretty sure Bella and Zamora are gonna shit their pants." Bella let out a little laugh while Zamora hits Jude's shoulder in disagreement. "I call Bullshit you're just scared to watch it" Leah teases. Before Jude can Argue Camden pipes in "okay all in favor of the conjuring?" Zamora raises her hand followed by Arabella, Leah, and Westin. Jude curses under his breath while shaking his head.

Westin could care less what they watched. Instead, he found himself once again looking at Arabella. It frustrated him to the max for not being able to stop looking at her. What was so special about her? He thought. Arabella had to force herself to not look over at Westin. She'd feel his heated gaze on her at times but refused to look in his direction. Hands push her body over as Camden tries to make more room for himself. "Um, Camden would you like me to scoot over?"Arabella teases after seeing him struggle to move her.

Rolling his eyes Camden nods. Before she could react, her body was touching his. Westin sat in the middle of the couch so as soon as Arabella moved over, their arms touched. Both of their breaths caught in their throat. Arabella let out a meek "sorry". Westin tensed while feeling her warm body collide with his. He didn't dare move away from it. Comfort was all he could feel, well besides the absurd thumps of his heart as his breathing quickened. Arabella could feel how tense he was and immediately felt bad for making him even slightly uncomfortable.

Westin realized he never responded to her, "it's cool Bella" he said before relaxing his body so she wouldn't think much of it. She felt his body relax which caused her to let out a slight breath of relief. Camden decided to lay down so she didn't have much room. It wasn't long before Camden started the movie, against Jude's protests.

Halfway into the movie, Leah fell asleep. Jude shockingly looked at her confused on how she could possibly fall asleep after witnessing such themes in a movie. Zamora was the most Engrossed with the screen while Camden eyed Arabella and Westin. He almost wanted to laugh at how wide-eyed Arabella looked.

There Westin laid on her lap fast asleep. His hair falling onto his forehead. Arabella's fingers were just itching to move it back. Right as her fingers were centimeters from his face Camden let out a shriek. Westin groans "what the fuck Camden" pulling himself up he makes slight eye contact with Arabella who's cheeks resemble tomatoes.

Westin leans back onto the couch his mind feeling foggy. He cursed himself as he felt that familiar feeling. The temptation sweeping over his body.

Drugs

He needed drugs. Something to push back those memories, those screams. Something to make him forget. Clenching his jaw he excused himself making his way to the bathroom. Camden's mom suffered from many medical problems, she had to have something in the bathroom.

Closing the bathroom door he begins searching Cabinets, shelves, even searches through her makeup bags that sit on the bathroom sink. Finally, he finds White and orange pill bottles. Vicodin, Levothyroxine, Lisinopril all the words tumble around his head as he quickly unscrews the bottle caps.

He barely understood Half of the words. Didn't need to. Didn't want to. He took two from each bottle, gathering them in his hand. He missed the feeling of the little pellets gently falling into his palm.

He swallows three before gathering the rest.
Before he can down them a voice stops him.

"Westin you okay in there?"