Overdose [Addicted Series]

Chapter 20

Authors Note/ Trigger Warning:

Hey y'all! First and foremost I just want to say I'm so happy to be back and updating this story! I've missed y'all so much!! I have so many new ideas and character developments for the next up coming chapters and am so grateful for yalls continuing support and love for my book!
Second, this chapter does discuss abortion and unwanted pregnancy please if any of those topics are upsetting or sensitive to you in anyway please refrain from reading this chapter.
Xoxo Em

Skylar's POV

Pulling up to the clinic my heart drops, Cher sits on a bench outside a closed down office huddling in a small over coat.

Putting my car in park I jump out and race to her, "Cher!" Her head lifts immediately and I see how swollen and red her eyes are from the hours of crying I'm sure.

"Skylar." She wipes are dried tears, "gosh you're the best you know that?" She stands wobbly on her feet.

"I've been told that a few times, here," I wrap my arm around her shoulders and pull her towards me, "let's get you in the car."

Slowly I guide her toward the car and get her inside before she freezes to the bone. The car is silent for a moment and I desperately want to ask her what's going on. I don't want to assume anything but picking her up in front of the abortion clinic especially after hearing her break down already has me in suspicion.

"Thanks for picking me up." Her voice is soft, "I really didn't know what else to do."

"Of course, what else are friends for."

She scoffs at me, "yeah." Her voice sounds so deflated and broken to her normal confident and sure of herself.

Not knowing what to say or do, I just crank the heat noting how she's shivering. Putting the car in drive I start towards the campus unsure where she actually needs to go or wants to go. The car is filled with a thick tension in the air as Cher stared blankly out the front window. She doesn't tell me where to go, so I just keep driving, not really knowing how to address well.... Any of it.

"I'm sorry." She finally whispers, "I've made such a fucking mess."

"You don't need to apologize to me." I assure her, she's clearly dealing with enough she doesn't need to worry about apologizing to me as well.

"Yeah I know... I just..." her breathing breaks from a soft sob, "fuck!" The tears start up again.

"How the hell could I have been so fucking stupid!" She sobs, "I should of gone earlier. I thought I had more time and now I'm stuck! I can't do this shit, I can barely take care of myself!" She begins to sound hysterical now as street lights pass by us as we near the campus.

"Like... I barely speak to my mom and now I have to be one? What the hell? This is fucking insane!"

My stomach drops as I realize what she's saying. My heart breaks from the pain in her already broken voice. If she's saying what I think she is, I can fully understand the break down.

"What am I suppose to do?" She bellows the question but I realize it's just rhetorical as she slumps further into the seat the tears streaming down her already stained cheeks.

The rest of the ride is filled with sobs and utters of questions that require answers I don't have for her.

Pulling into my old building, I put my car in park and turn it off.

Wiping at her nose with the back of her hand, she sniffles loudly, "thanks for the ride."

"Of course." I climb from the car as she does and rush to her side, "I'll walk you up."