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(you guys are gonna hate me for this chapter 🤭)

SEPTEMBER 8TH 1979
LUCY'S POV

I was pissed. Real fucking pissed. How dare Vance kiss Stacy and not be friends with me?! He was the one that wanted to be friends not me! I was walking. I don't know where. I was just walking.

I wiped the blood that was dripping from my nose. I grabbed a pack of cigarettes from my back pocket and lit one.

I needed to calm down. I heard someone walking behind me. I was expecting Vance. I had a tight grip on my bag, ready to swing on him again. It was Jamie. "Hey" she said once she finally caught up to me and was walking by my side. I sighed and held the cigarette between my pointer finger and middle finger, "Jamie, go back to class" I paused to take a drag of the cigarette.

"Your gonna pass high school, go and get a great job and live at the end of a cul-de-sac. I'm not. I'm just weighing you down. Go back to class" I said and took a long drag of the cigarette. Coughing a bit when I exhaled.

" Lucy your really smart. C'mon, come back to class with me" she pleaded. She's not wrong. I am real fucking smart. When I want to be that is. The teachers see my potential that's why they push me. I hate when they try to push me. Maybe that's why I ditch so much.

" No just, go back please, I need to be alone. I'll go back after lunch I promise. " I stated and stuck out my pinkie for a pinkie swear. Jamie smiled and our two fingers connected.

I was going to break that promise though.

I haven't been at work in a while. Officer Thomas excused it though, so maybe I'll go to work. Anything but go back. To school.

Jamie started to walk away. She was about 40ish feet away from me. I already smoked the cigarette. But I needed something more. I dug around in my pockets to find that something more. That's when my fingertips grazed over the plastic baggie.

I stopped in my tracks. I immediately pulled it out, analyzing it. A bag of coke. It wasn't windy out. So I opened the bag, and made a small line on the back of my hand. And took it.

I became unaware of my surroundings. Only focusing on the relaxation and warmth I was now feeling.

"Y'know I was thinking and... " I heard a voice next to me. 'mother fucker'  it was Jamie. She must've caught up with me and I didn't notice.

But she noticed the dust on my nose, the bag in my hand, and my pupils which were slowly dilating. "I uh.." I tried to come up with an excuse. I couldn't think of anything.

"Lucy.. you.. you relapsed?" Shock covered her face. I sighed, " yeah I did" and I wiped my nose and shoved the baggie in my pocket. "When?" Jamie asked, I could see tears threatening to spill from her eyes. "What do you mean?" I was confused.
Why was she asking me when I relapsed?

"Lucy you were two fucking years sober. I can't.. why?" She was crying. I sighed "Jamie, I was never sober, I'm sorry"

Her facial expression changed entirely. She was pissed. "How could you lie to me! We promised we'd be honest! How could you do that?!"

I was getting man now "I don't know ok! Look I fucked up and I said I was sorry! I don't need you on my case! Go fuck yourself because I don't need you!" I screamed out and pushed her away.

" FUCK YOU LUCY! " Jamie screamed out as I was walking down the street. I didn't respond I just flipped her off.

"If I don't need Vance then I don't need her. I don't need anyone. They're the problem not me. They can go fuck themselves I don't care" I muttered out as I was kicking a rock while walking. I was walking by a fence and something caught my eye.

I new missing poster. I already saw griffin and billy but this one was new.

It was Bruce? 'what the fuck?'  he hasn't been at school in a while but I didn't know he was missing

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It was Bruce? 'what the fuck?'  he hasn't been at school in a while but I didn't know he was missing. I started the walk backwards from the poster. Not taking my eyes off of it.

Till I bumped into someone. I was about to apologize but they wrapped their arms around my chest and stomach. It was tight.
I tried to yell, but the moment I opened my mouth, they sprayed this weird substance into my mouth.

I started to cough it up. Everything was spinning. They threw me into a van. Slamming the doors shut. It was getting blurry and dark. It was hard to breath. My chest heaved as my lungs begged for air. I was getting more and more tired. They slammed on the gass petal, sending me to the floor.

The moment my head hit the floor, everything went black.

The moment my head hit the floor, everything went black

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       -payton

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