11. Truce

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HAYLEY groaned out while Rebekah mindlessly spun in the swivel chair.

Chloe sat for a moment, stumped on where to pick up now that the hardest part was done, getting the two girls together without tearing each other's heads off.

She stuttered about, "Reb- ugh...Hay- Hayley... Rebekah..."

Hayley sat up on her elbows with a look that was evident she was holding in a laugh.

Chloe took notice of this and sighed out, "I'm glad I can be of amusement to you, Hayley."

"I feel awkward, mate." She laughed out gently.

Chloe flung out her arms, "How do you think I f-"

"Pause." Rebekah's voice became present. "Is that my hoodie?" She pointed to Hayley.

Hayley looked as if she had witnessed someone eat a handful of bugs, "Ew, what are you talking about?"

"That purple hoodie, it's mine."
"And why the fuck would I want to wear your hoodie?"
"So take it off then if you're so bothered by it."
"Clearly you're the one bothered."
"Because you're wearing my shit so-"

Before things could escalate any further, Chloe grabbed a pillow and threw it at Rebekah. "That's enough! It's not your hoodie, it's mine! We got the same one from the football team, remember? She needed new clothes for fuck sake!"

Rebekah sat with an utterly flabbergasted face, "Why do I get the pillow thrown at me?!"

"Because you're being an arse, we got the same hoodie, Rebekah, it's not that big of a fuss."

Hayley had her face buried in the sheets as she was wheezing heavily with laughter. As she took the time to compose herself, she noticed Chloe was eyeing her with an impatient look, "Are you done?"

Rebekah interfered, beginning to stand up, "I don't know about her but I sure as hell am."

"Sit." Chloe said sternly.

"I'm not a dog." Rebekah huffed as she sat back down.

Chloe leaned back against the wall, "We need to talk about why you two don't like each other. Like I-"

"Because she's a sketchy and unsafe person." Rebekah blurted out.

Hayley narrowed her eyes at the girl, "Care to expand on 'sketchy and unsafe'?"

"Absolutely! Since the beginning of this year, I knew Chloe was in a scandal with buying again and there was a far worse situation last year with her previous dealer. To make a long story short, her previous dealer is in jail as we speak with countless felonies, one of them being he would lace the products with certain chemicals, poisons, powders, et cetera, which landed Chloe on her almost-deathbed in the hospital just-"

"You didn't have to...go that far, Bekah." Chloe intervened.

"Oh, but I did," Rebekah pointed at her. "I have to get the point and reality across that this is heavy shit you're into again. Only difference now is you claim it's for your mum but is it really? Because the amount of pounds you were spending isn't convincing me enough that you're solely buying for her only."

"Rebekah, I told you it was costly because I owed Hayley over three months worth. Now, not to bitch but this seems like it's getting pointed back at me and you as opposed to you and Hayley sorting out shit."

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