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"i chose to be your friend, but falling in love with you was out of my control" -anonymous
song to listen to: hurts like hell by fleurie
warnings: remember the rest of the warnings on traitor? good, you do. yeah, all of those and then some.
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"A few months ago, my brother Timothy had an unfortunate experience in which he ingested too much of a certain substance." Simon explained to us in the grocery store he worked at, spilling out at least ten medicine bottles onto the register. "He was dead for two minutes. But," he drum rolled. "We got him back!"
"Kate." Deena's words were heavy with both no emotion and all emotions. "It's time for your close-up."
Former traitor and current-ish best friend Kate Schmidt took the lead, dumping out all of the pills into some sort of drug dealing way that made sense. Different piles, and tons of different colors. I am not fucking doing that. None of them have tried to kill me, so our main focus is to kill Sam. I should be in that mix, but whatever protection spell I have hanging over my head is powerful enough to stop any of them from killing me.
"You need to take these in order. Pile one takes the edge off," Simon continued to explain what Sam needed to do. "You're gonna feel like you're being fucked by a unicorn." His words made everybody else give him looks, but I knew better than to question his choice of words at this point in our relationship. "Pile two is gonna bring your core temp way down. You may feel slightly sick. Now, you need to take a five-minute interval between pile two and pile three. That's really important, okay? Pile three brings you down and out, so you gotta take that 'take five' or it's all gonna go to shit!"
"How many of these do we have?" Kate held up a handful of EpiPens.
"Tons. Like a thousand." Simon replied, and I stood up straighter, crossing my arms.
"Wait. EpiPens?" Deena asked, clearly more clueless than Alicia Silverstone's new movie.
"Epinephrine, yeah, it's also known as adrenaline." I pitched in, nodding. "What? Don't give me a look, my dad's a cop, he taught me all this shit."
"Yes, listen to Jen, she's right. This is what brings Sam back." Simon was very confident in his words. "This is Jesus!"
Josh, Kate, Simon, and I all got X's of Sam's blood put onto our shirts as a diversion. We needed to buy her time to die-which was admittedly a strange sentence, but it was true. Sam stood before Kate, Simon, and I; Josh and Deena shared a hug.
