Chapter 20. Skylar Kindrids Stealing Rumors

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-2009- August ???th

-Yvonne Bruce Meade-

She didnt remember last night.

At all.

Even sleeping with Sasha.

Her head hurt.

Also Celines cousin was cool.

..or whatever relation they were.

"You came here from the city? That's interesting."

She was not the only person severely hungover.

Aubrey was here.

The only person not ignoring her.

"After Liana broke up with me I took a detox to another city with my sister. That's why iv been missing basically. " they shrugged. Half laughing. AND they did look good for someone who had drunk half the wine. Not even tired.

However another person changing their appearance to look sober was Skylar. They were ignoring her.

"Sky what happened ?"

They looked at Aubrey. "I was told to let go of myself for abit. Felt nice when I was drinking but now I feel awful."

"Who were you with?"

...

"I was with Amorie, Liana , angelo and Harriet for some period of time. But to note I havent seen Harriet since then."

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"You mention it but I haven't either. Il check on what's going on with Avery and Celine they disappeared too."

Ruby was up.

"They are sleeping. Very peacefully. I wouldn't bother them." They seemed calm for the morning.

And awake.

Avoiding her eye contact.

"Skylar maybe you can talk to Celine they are looking at their phone."

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-2009-

-Avery Hanlin-

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Ughh

Litrally everything hurt.

..

"Avery? Wake up. It's the evening."

That was Celine.

"Ugh do I have to..." she continued tell she was in their arms or on the bed she couldn't tell the difference.

"Aria has called for you three times. I said that you were violently hung over which you are but I am no less guilty I am aswell."

She just hugged them.

The door opened. It was Ruby.

"Great your up. Sasha and that ones gone. I waited just for you so you can be at peace this morning."

After five minutes..it didn't hurt as much but something did hurt.

Alot. On her arm specifically.

Like the palm of her hand and forearm.. it stung. Whenever she touched it... like.. she could feel scarring. Even under the blanket. And her now added hoodie. That was someones. Seemed familiar.

She got up. And it hurt extremely.

"Are you okay? What's wrong?"

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