PSA: ALL tweets/texts/links in this work are FAKE and recreated to fit into the FICTION of this story. NOT intended to cause harm or ill intent. These are only created for the purpose of FICTION.
"Good things take time, but not when you keep running...
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
Victoria
Zak and I decided that it was best to reopen the museum since the case involving me was officially closed, and he kept asking me how I felt about it since I was the one who brought up reopening the museum. I told him that I would go back to the museum for two conditions.
One - I won't step foot in that museum unless Zak is with me.
Two - I will not step foot into the basement. Ever.
Of course, Zak had no problem with my requests, and even said that he wouldn't open the museum back up until I was okay with it, and today was the day that we would have a meeting with all of the staff who worked at the museum to give them an update on what future plans were.
Today was also a day where I wanted to get back into the studio to record a song.
Every now and then, I would get a random craving to get high, but every time I did, I would find something that would satisfy my need. Though it wouldn't be exactly what I wanted, I would resort to a soda, crackers, or eating a small bag of chips. Anything to prevent me from reaching out to Avery for that familiar high.
Speaking of, we barely talked anymore because of Zak. She tried reaching out by calling or texting while I was making myself quit my addictions cold turkey, but I never saw the unread text messages or calls, immediately assuming that Zak deleted them himself or blocking her number. I felt bad if that was the case, but Avery was a bad influence in my life, especially being a big factor in the habits I developed while I was around her. However, I was one of the closest people to her as she literally had nobody. She and I were a lot alike in some ways.
The plan today was to have this meeting with the staff at the museum, meet up with Sam at the studio, then meet with Zak's mom for dinner before we all went to a new haunted attraction off the Strip since Halloween was coming up.
Honestly, I was more excited to see Zak's mom for dinner than I was anything else. I haven't seen her in about a week, and I didn't like seeing her during my recovery because she was like a mother to me, and I didn't like knowing that she saw me at my worst.
