Tangled in Tension.

Chapter 12.

"Who had a bad trip? What?" She asked again, turning to me.

"Come outside for a minute." I said, pushing myself off of the countertop once again.

I grabbed my drink before i left this time though, and headed out towards the front door while Violet trailing behind me. If i was going to be in and out all the time, might aswell have a drink with me.

"What happened?" She asked as she shut the front door behind us while i took a seat on the steps again. Fucked if i was standing.

I waited until she took a seat beside me to start talking. "Jax took this.. 2c shit when i was taking the coc. When Cassy came to get me, she said she needed my help so i followed her upstairs to where Jax was. He was like.. shaking and sweating and unresponsive, but conscious. He wouldn't look at anyone. They thought he was overdosing but they didn't know what to do so they hoped i did. Anyway, by what i saw, i think he's just having a bad trip cause 2c's like coc and molly. I hope he is anyway. Last thing he needs is an overdose." I sighed, having reached into my pocket while i was talking and pulling out my cigarettes while i was talking, offering one to her when i was finished.

"Jesus." She mumbled, clearly surprised as she took a cigarette from my box.

"Yeah." I nodded, taking a cigarette for myself.

"I thought you and her were going to hook up honestly, when i saw you two leave the kitchen." She said quietly, handing me the lighter.

"Yeah, i kinda figured you thought that by the way you were looking at us when we were leaving." I murmured, holding my cigarette to my mouth.

She took a drag of her cigarette as i was speaking, glancing away from me before she sighed. "Sorry, i just... i guess i just jumped to conclusions about you and her 'cause i thought... um." She paused.

"What?" I asked, breaking the silence she had created as i looked at her carefully.

"'Cause i kinda thought you and her were going to take more. I kind of convinced myself that yous were just going to hookup instead because i thought you'd rather go and take the drugs than talk to me." She murmured quietly, gently tapping the ash off of her cigarette as she was speaking. "I didn't know what do when you left. If i should've went after you or not."

"If that had've been the case, where she came to me to go and take more, i wouldn't have went with her. I would've stayed with you." I said firmly, trying my hardest to reassure her as i gazed directly at her.

"I know that now, but, when you left i really thought that was it. You were just.. gonna keep using them. I felt so helpless like, no matter what i could've said then, it wouldn't have convinced you." She sighed quietly, really working herself up over the whole thing as if it was her fault, as if she was the one forcing them on me and i felt horrible.

"Vi, none of this is your fault. None of my doing is your fault, i made my own shitty choices. But as long as i've got you, someone who i can actually talk to without being judged, i won't go back to them. I promise. I dont know why i did in the first place but, i wont do it again." I reassured her, staring at her carefully for the duration i was talking.

She sighed again, but this time it sounded slightly like it was out of relief. "I just don't wanna lose you to that shit because you feel like you've got nobody. I actually feel like i've got a connection with you, wether we fought or not, i do. You're the only person who really gets me."