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~~~time skip(AN been a lot lately ik stfu-)~~~

Gabbie POV

                        I readjust adie's ring on me so i don't lose it, park the car and see a bag on the front porch...door dash?...it's...

G: shit...wine and beer...FUCK fuck fuck adie 

                        FUCK drinking during depressive episodes is something that comes from her damn dad like that shit is hereditary. She doesn't do it much, she hates drinking but...sometimes...if i'm lucky she didn't drink too much. I unlock the door and open it...

G: *whispers* fuck

                         I can smell the liquor in here. I see some trash and beer bottles laying around

G: a-adie? where are y-

A: *vomits*

                          Bathroom...i run over and see her head in the toilet...her knuckles are fucked up...her neck, ears, and face are a shade of pink ...she's wasted

G: lemme hel-

A: *flips me off*

G: i-

A: *slams fist on floor*

                          She has a beer bottle next to her. I try to grab it but she gets it first. She lifts her head just enough for me to see her giving me the angriest side-eye i've seen her make

G: ...i-i'll...just go

                           I walk into the living room...it's a mess...there's a broken wine bottle near the sofa completely empty. I see her laptop open with a lot of tabs...all about her sister... I notice trails of blood from adies knuckle on the floor

G: better clean this 

                         I grab a mister clean sponge and start taking care of the gym. After i finish that up i take care of the drips of blood on the floor in the kitchen. I hear footsteps and look in their direction. I see Adie stumble over to the sofa and lay down on it holding her stomach

A: *groans* 

*door bell*

A: tell em to fuck off.

                          ...I open the door...it's irene. I walk out and close the door behind me

G: hey rene what are you doing here?

I: i just figured maybe i'd stop by and um...yanno say sorry for her loss...i made a cake since it's her comfort food...*sigh* seriously though how'd it go?

G: ...i didn't tell her...per say anyway we...we were kinda getting it on and i forgot a-and *tears up*

Irene POV

             I put the cake box down and hug Gabbie...forgot though? i mean i know she was drunk but come on...i'm not mad just annoyed

I: so what happened then?

G: h-her mom called...a-and she i guess figured out...a-and so s-she's pissed at m-me and...a-and-

I: shhhh it's okay...i can see how she's mad-

G: i d-didn't m-me-

I: i know you didn't mean it gabs...let's head inside maybe i can talk to her

G: i d-don't...*clears throat* i don't know if she'd like that

I: well i can try 

G: *sigh* okay

                     I pick up the cake and we head inside

I: *whispers* it smells like-

G: yeah i know

                     I notice beer bottles everywhere as i put the cake on the counter in the kitchen 

I: where is she?

G: over there

                        I walk over to the living room and sit on the available space on the sofa

I: *deep breath* hey adie

A: ...

I: i...i heard bout your sister...i know how hard it is to lose someone so close to you

                           After some silence she clears her throat. Her voice is quiet but raspy and slurred

A: ...is sh-...she g-gone?

I: who?

A: gabrielle 

                               Gabbie and i make eye contact and she leaves the room

I: yeah she's gone

Adie POV

                        I slowly get up, grab some more beer and down the rest of the bottle...we just sit there in the quiet...only sound in the room is our breathing

I: i just...wanted to say sorry for your loss...i...i'll go *gets up*

                          I miss but then grab her wrist. She looks at me, i hand her the empty bottle and point at the trash. I can't get up right now

A: c-could you? 

I: o-oh um...yeah sure

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