Chapter 39

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"Are you going to tell me what the fuck is going on?"

"Just fucking drive. I don't want to talk about it."

Alice rolls her eyes and presses on the accelerator.

Y/n sits on the passenger seat of Carla's car that Alice is driving. She just told Levi what has to be done. She feels like she might throw up.

Once again, she's lied to Levi. She doesn't want to get away from him, move on from him. She wants to jumps out of this car and run back home with him.

Apologize to him and start over.

But whenever she thinks about how she might ruin him as well, it brings her back to the 'you're doing this for a reason' part.

Y/n finally cries after forcing herself to hold them in, in front of Levi.

Oh, to feel his lips on her again...

She wishes she could've at least taken them in for a moment longer.

She's going to miss all of that.

All of Levi.

Is she going to go back to Levi? She doesn't know. Maybe she shouldn't, although she definitely wants to.

"Is your mom home?" Y/n asks Alice.

"No, she's at work. She won't be back until 5."

Y/n looks out the window.

"Can we pass by the gas station? I need a drink."

"Y/n, you need to stop drinking so much. You haven't even aten anything. You'll get sick." Alice says, laying next to Y/n on her bed.

Y/n cries as she finishes drinking her 4th bottle of beer.

"I don't care. I don't want to deal with this shit sober. I want to forget about it when I wake up." She reaches for her next bottle but Alice stops her.

"Wha-"

"That's why I told you to talk to me. I'm not going to wait until you want to tell me what the fucks going on. I'm your best friend, not your boyfriend, so with me, you talk to me when you fucking have to." Alice grabs Y/n's hand and force them away from the bag of beer.

Y/n rolls her eyes and turns to face the wall.

"I don't want to talk to anyone." Y/n says lowly but loud enough for Alice to hear.

Alice's eyes darken.

"And that's what you're not going to do. You're going to fucking talk to me so I can at least try to help you. I can't fucking read your mind. So grow up and speak up." Alice stands up and walks up to her door.

"You're a grown woman Y/n. Get your shit together and find out what the fuck you're going to do with your life." Alice slams the door behind her.

Y/n stays quiet.

Alice is right. She's always been.

Y/n can't even say anything smart to her because she's trying to help her.

Y/n hates herself for everything.

She's staying over at peoples houses and invading their privacy. To top it off, she's drinking in their house too.

God she's so fucking useless.

What is she going to do with her life? She has no idea.

How is she going to get by? No clue.

But she definitely knows that if it wasn't for Alice, she would've still been trapped in that room.

If it wasn't for Alice, she surely would've ended up being dead somehow.

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