Nepenthe: Something that can make you forget grief or suffering.
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6:02 pm
Lennon: I'm really sorry what happened V... but will you please call me?6:07 pm
Lennon: I just want to talk about what happened. Will you call me so I can make sure you're okay?6:13 pm
Lennon: Vayda I'm serious, you won't respond and I'm worried. It's freezing outside, let me please just take you home.6:15 pm
Lennon: Vayda please for the love of God answer your damn phone or I'll call the police.6:23 pm
Lennon: I just talked to your friend Kashton. I'm glad you're okay, get some rest. I love you sis.8:39 pm
Lennon: Hey, it's been a few hours... just checking on you to make sure things are going okay. Let me know if you want me to pick you up, alright?I groan, getting rid of one of the million messages I've been receiving from Lennon. I love my brother I really do, but after everything that happened I just need to get my mind off of everything.
I still don't know why I agreed to this party, I hate parties and big groups. But again I'm trying to tell myself I'm doing it to keep my mind off of things. A distraction from reality.
I don't have much for show, thankfully Lennon convinced me to put on a somewhat nice outfit for when we went to go visit mom, so I got that going for me. My makeup has washed away from crying, making me look more like an ugly rat. I have to look away from the mirror before I stand in the bathroom to long dreading that part. I'm just glad I'm not going to impress anyone.
Thankfully Logan's dragging me out and downstairs grumbling about how we're already late and are 'missing all of the fun' not too long after.
Porter and Kash chat downstairs waiting for us two. Kash grins when he sees us, declaring that the two of us are driving separate from the rest as they're going to be picking up Kinzley anyways.
After a bit of bickering from the boys I'm soon sitting in the passenger seat of Kash's truck as we head towards the city.
The city that has too small of roads for a population that's too big. The city that all you can hear is people honking at each other. The city that has nothing but creepy people around. Thats where we're going.
But it's going to be fun... I hope.
"So you didn't feel like going with Porter and Logan?" I ask once we hit the road to try to clear the silence.
"Oh no, they're not the problem, I honestly just didn't feel like having to death with Bailey for a whole car ride and I doubt that you would want to either."
I shouldn't be surprised that b.b. is coming along, but a part of me was wishing she wouldn't. I can't get a damn break from her I feel like. I want to support Porter but I just don't know what he sees in her.
"When you were asleep earlier..." Kash is quick to move on when he realizes me becoming uncomfortable by the situation. "I promise I wasn't snooping or trying to figure out what was going on without you telling me, but your brother Lennon kept calling and I finally answered it because I knew he was worried about you and I wanted him to know you were safe."
Never mind, I think I'm more uncomfortable by this topic.
"All I told him is that you were with me and safe," Kash continues to ramble. "But he did want you to call him once you woke up."

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General FictionEccedentesiast (.n) Someone who hides pain behind a smile Vayda Collie has always had a hard time trusting people, even her close friends. Thinking everything is better keeping things bottle up she never talks to people about her feelings and no one...