Azalea

All hail Satan

Azalea pov-

i wake up and blink slowly, my eyes burning against the light.

"good morning baby" i hear someone grumble from beside me.

"no" i croak out, trying to stand up.

"come back to bed Az, we need to talk" he says softly.

"no we don't" i say, taking another few shuffles forwards, too tired to lift my feet.

i feel my head start spinning and my body getting heavier. fuck, when was the last time i checked my sugar.

"Az, you ok?" Ares asks, coming closer.

"Chase, help" is all i manage to croak out before i feel my body falling forwards, my consciousness leaving.

i wake up to people talking all around me. ugh my head, i groan internally while sitting up.

"SHHHH, Shh, she's awake" i hear someone say before the bed dips and someone sits next to me.

what happened...... fuck

my sugar crashed.

"that was so irresponsible Azalea. what part of tell us everything excludes a medical issue! you could have died." Ares yells from Infront of me.

"but i didn't" i say, trying to stand up.

i silence their protests by saying "i told you about my childhood, you think i haven't had to do shit after a crash. i'm not made of glass, i'll be fine" 

"yeah but that's the thing Az, you don't have to do that anymore. we are here to help you" Liam says, blocking my way through the door.

ughhhhh.

i pull the gun from his waistband and press it to his chest, unable to reach his head.

the room goes silent before i say "you think i don't know that? i am tired, i feel like shit, hell i'm pissed. i love you, but let me do my thing"

i push him out of the way easily and walk down to the kitchen, i can hear them following after me.

i tuck the gun into the waistband of my pants and climb onto the counter, grabbing the Skittles and oreos from the cupboard.

"hey, they're mine" i hear someone whine.

i look at them, gun now in my hand and raise my eyebrow, silencing them.

"what. the. fuck? i'm sorry are y'all scared of her? and why does she have a gun? and are you gonna let her eat your snacks?" i hear a confused voice ask from the doorway.

i look over and blink at them, they look familiar. i go to jump off the counter, stumbling slightly.

"OK, that's enough of that" Devan says, wrapping his arm around my waist and lifting me off the counter. i wait for him to place me down, but he doesn't.

"i think you know by now i'm not putting you down Az" he says laughing.

"yeah, fuck off" i say, planting a kick to the back of his knee. his knee buckles and my feet touch the floor. i walk towards the stairs but stop. yeah i'm not climbing all the way up there.

i walk back over to the couch and lay down. here will have to do.

ok guys, writers block is hitting hard and i really don't know what to write about. if you guys have any ideas for the stranger or just a chapter please let me know.

also Guppy, please answer your messages.