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"Now that I'm waking up, I still feel the blow, but at least now I know it wasn't love. It wasn't love. It was a perfect illusion mistaken for love. It wasn't love. It was a perfect illusion."

~Perfect Illusion by Lady Gaga~

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A/N: Whoa! An update! An update that I didn't think would happen because my computer screen is fUCKED and getting fixed this weekend. Yay for the screen still kind of working, right?

Warnings: abuse, addiction, anxiety, homophobia, depression, domestic violence, grief, gun violence, language, panic attacks, sexual harassment/assault, violence, weapons, and other mature themes

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Zion's POV

An hour or so later I continue to toss and turn in bed to no avail. There's no way I'm falling asleep like this. I try to stay quiet to not wake anyone up as I check my phone for the time.

But then I see a missed call from Piper and a string of texts. I sit up in a panic.

I put on some shoes and a jacket since I'm not wearing a bra then grab my room key before stepping into the hall.

"Piper?" I ask when she picks up. "What's going on?"

I can hear her crying on the other end, "I'm so glad you picked up. I'm so sorry. I know it's late there."

"It's fine," I tell her quickly. It's only one am. "What's going on?"

"Tory..." she sobs, "broke up with me."

"What?" I ask in shock.

"She finally answered the phone and ended it then and there, saying she needs to focus on the tournament and I need to focus on my college tours. She said it was best for both of us. Then she blocked me on everything. I don't know what to do since I can't be there. I want to believe it's for the best, but I really don't think it is. I'm really worried about her. Is she okay?"

"She's... well, she's with Kreese," I reply, knowing she can't be okay, "and she seemed really down when I talked to her today. I don't even know if she listened to what I had to say."

"Kreese, of course," Piper replies. "She really cares about him and believes he cares about her, too. Maybe there's some part of him that does. I don't know. I just know I was there for her while they were conspiring about Silver over the summer. He didn't want her to tell me about them being in contact or that Silver cheated or anything. Not to mention the cult part. He gives me a bad vibe, but he's not as bad as Silver, I guess."

I feel nauseous.

She notes my silence, "Look, Zion, I'm really sorry for bothering you with this. I just want to know that she's okay. She's not acting like herself. I love her so much, but now I can't even contact her? She won't let me in. I hate... I hate that I can't be there for her while she's grieving. I mean..." Piper sniffles. "Grace was such a beautiful soul. I can't imagine losing a parent, especially when that was all you had."

Her words weigh on me for a moment. They're too close to home. Then I decide out loud, "I'm going to talk to her. Tonight. I'll find her."

"Wait, really?" Piper questions.

"Yeah. This isn't fair to anyone. And you're right; she isn't acting like herself. Kreese is poison. She just needs to see that," I state. Somehow.

"Okay, thank you, thank you," I hear her hope through the phone.

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