Chapter 12 Intervention

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~~Ashley's P.O.V.~~

~~11:17 A.M.~~

I wake up only to see Riya with two vodka bottles in hand. She's already lost it, I should've known this was coming. One of them is half empty and the 2nd is dried out not a single drop left. The closest liquor store is a few blocks away and if Riya drank this much there is no way she could've made it back on her own or at least without my parents hearing the commotion a drunk person can cause. This is not good Riya is being pulled at the seams she's falling apart. She's already drinking the pain away, I'm not letting her go any further, if she hurts herself anymore or in any other way it'll be my fault for not stopping her. When she wakes up I'll talk to her, hopefully this might help. But I can only hope. Riya finally awakened, she stretched herself out then grabbed her aching head. I handed her a pill to subdue her hangover, she gently grabbed it from my hand then took it dry. I ceased my staring and took a shower trying to calm all of my thoughts but it was in vain, the shower only seemed to aid in their attacks on my distressed mind. I remained in the shower until the hot water ran out, my body felt at ease contrary to my emotions. But I should just start this now get it over with help her before it gets too late and she's stuck in the hole that she's digging herself and the darkness swallows her up along with the light. I took a deep breath but the second my mouth began to open Riya silenced me.

"I know what you're about to say please don't worry about it and I'm sorry I came with 2 bottles of Vodka and didn't share, and I probably shouldn't have snuck out either but I needed it, sorry."

"Riya it's fine but if you drink the pain away you'll never want to stop and I don't want to imagine what would happen to you if you did."

"I know that and its been a really long time, I haven't done that in years but trust me I won't get addicted if I didn't before I won't now. You should really stop worrying about me its not gonna do you any good."

"I'm going to worry no matter what but swear to me you won't do it again, the drinking not the sneaking out, I do it enough myself."

"I'll swear that I'll try but its a promise I know is going to be broken. Ashley I know that soon its going to get too much when I go back to my own house and its going to be the only thing that I'll have with me. But I'll promise you that I won't let it become too much, I won't drink to the excess, I'm not going to leave, I still have to watch out for Kacie and I'm not going to let Mike have control over me and win. I'm not going down, at least without a fight, I can promise you that." She began to stride towards the door but I blocked her escaped route. She was going to gently push me away but I gripped her arm, and refused to move an inch, we stared at each other daring the other to move. But neither of us did, Riya finally took a a step back, and I took a breath I didn't realize I was holding, my body relaxed and I extracted myself from the doorway. 

"Your not leaving, at least not without me."

"Fine but get ready."

"I am, lets go."

"No your not, here wear this unless I find something in your closet. Actually since you've decided to come I guess I'll get ready too." She tossed some clothes towards me and then began to rummaged through my closet. I took a few seconds to look at what I'm supposed to be wearing if she doesn't find anything suitable in my closet. It was a short black dress it had rips all over it but she had also tossed me a white lace tube-top to put underneath the dress. While I was examining the dress Riya threw me a pair of ripped black jeans, that caught me square in the face.

"I don't want to get you or myself getting into any trouble with Andy."

"So where are we going?"

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