(Char's POV)
Whilst Winter was on the phone I'd snuck out the back door, I knew if I'd stayed at my house any longer I probably would've thrown up, the pictures of Max were making me sick. I got on the bus and went to Mia's house. I ran inside and went straight to her bedroom. I quickly grabbed one of her hoodies and then wrapped myself in the covers so that I could have her scent all around me.
I still didn't feel better so I decided to go in the shower to try to wash off his touch, I used Mia's products so that I could feel even closer to her and when I got out I went to get some of her clothes. I went into her underwear drawer and under her clothes I found a bag of weed. I'd never smoked before but I was so overwhelmed by my feelings that I decided I needed to feel numb.
I took the weed out of the drawer along with some papers and a lighter, I got dressed and then rolled myself a joint. I sat on her bed and sparked it up. I took my first puff and coughed when it hit the back of my throat, I giggled at myself before trying again. This time I took the smoke in with ease. The feeling of the smoke filling my lungs was a new but nice feeling. Once I'd finished the joint I laid back on Mia's bed and stared at the ceiling. It didn't take long for the weed to hit me and suddenly I got what I wanted, I felt numb.
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(Mia's POV)
When I finally got back to town I decided to go to my house to check if she was there first. As I pulled up I saw that the front door was slightly open and panic set in.
I turned off the ignition and ran up to my house.
I looked around and thankfully everything seemed in its place so it wasn't a break in. Char must be here then.
"Char?" I shouted.
There was no answer. I decided to search the house, I searched all of the downstairs before running up the stairs towards my room. As I reached the top of the stairs all I could smell was weed.
'Fuck, what has she done?' I thought.
I quickly opened the door to see Char lying on my bed high out of her mind.
"Char? Where did you get weed?" I asked.
"Huh?" She said, clearly out of it.
I went over to my chest of drawers and rifled through my underwear drawer.
"Char, what the fuck? Why would you take my weed?" I questioned.
"I needed to feel numb." She replied, not taking her eyes off of the ceiling.
"Since when do you do drugs?" I ask.
"Since today." She replied.
I walked over to the bed and sat down next to her.
"Sweetheart, what happened? Winter already told me it was your ex but what happened today?" I ask.
"Marjorie and I had another argument so I went to the bar, I got really drunk and he..he.." She told me.
She threw herself into my arms and sobbed.
"I'm going to fucking kill him, trust me Char, he will never be able to touch you again." I tell her.
I move further onto the bed and lay her on my chest so she can hear my heartbeat, then I start to hum Sailor Song.
Her sobs begin to subside and I feel her get heavier in my arms. Once she's asleep I grab my phone and ring Reece.
"Reece, I need your help, Char's ex, he..." I started.
"Don't worry Mia, Aut and I took care of him, he's gone." He cut me off.
I breathed a sigh of relief.
"Good. Thank you, both." I say.
"No problem, Char is important to us, if anyone hurts her they're dead, as Max found out about an hour ago." He said.
"Oh, by the way, could you let Winter know that he can go home, I found Char, she was at mine. High as a kite, would you believe?" I tell him.
"No way! Char high? That is mental. Okay, I'll let Winter know, see you later Mia." He says.
"Bye, Reece" I say and put down the phone.
I look down at Char who is still sleeping peacefully and smile at her. I'm so glad she's safe. I'm just so annoyed that I couldn't be there to protect her from that asshole.
Maybe it was all my fault for leaving. Maybe if I'd have been here Char wouldn't have had to go to the bar after her fight with Marjorie. Maybe everything would have gone differently. Fuck, why did I have to leave?
I'll never forgive myself.
