Goodbye Graceful (Ronnie Radke love story, 3rd book in The Drug In Me series )

61. Like Spoiled Milk

**** to be completely real with you guys, whenever it's happy I never know what to write. So....yeah, here's what I got. Sorry it took so long to update, I just don't have the stanima to shoot out chapters every day anymore. ****

Once I dropped Lester off and fed him, I hopped in the shower and changed into a Falling In Reverse tank top and black harem pants.

It was time I went out again, I had stayed cooped up for too long. It all seemed foolish and juvenile now. But what could I do? It was already done.

Leah was gone, so I grabbed a key and headed out. There was a nice little café down the road, maybe I could check it out finally.

I couldnt help but skip down the road, grinning at anyone I passed. The buckles on my boots clanked everytime my feet hit the ground, like an extension of my happy heartbeat.

Smiling up at the sun shining down on me, I sighed contentedly. Today was a good day.

As I walked into the café, I spotted Luna and Max in a booth. I started towards them, intending to say hi. But right as I got to them, I noticed Craig and TJ in the booth with them.

Was it too late to back away slowly....?

"Hey, Ryker! Here, you can sit in my lap!" Luna said, tugging my arm.

Guess that answers that then.

"Um, maybe that's not such a good idea" I said, taking a step back.

To everyone's surprise, it was Craig who spoke up.

"Hey, stay a while, really" he said.

I smiled awkwardly, giving in and letting Luna pull me on her lap. Max pouted across from us, and I felt Craig eyeing me.

"Um, hey" I said, shifting uncomfortably which caused Luna to squeal jokingly and poke my sides.

"Not in public dear!" She whispered loudly to me, while Max raised his eyes and I laughed.

"You stealing my girl" Max asked, pounding his chest like an overgrown ape. I smirked, laying an arm around Luna's shoulder and wiggling my eyebrows comically.

"Already stolen baby" I said, sticking my tongue out while Luna leaned up and laid a sloppy kiss on my cheek.

I scrunched my face up, my nose curling, and wiped my cheek with my hand.

"Not in public huh" I mumbled, while Luna shrugged smirking at me, sending a cheeky wink.

"You're so weird" Craig said, and it's like the whole table hold their breath, waiting for my response.

Was I really that bad?

Well fine, so apart from last night, everytime I saw him I punched him. So I guess yes, I was that bad.

I glared at him, holding in a smirk watching everyone get nervous.

Then I shrugged, blinking quickly and waving a hand in the air.

"Whatever, you're one to talk Craigy boy" I said, smiling at him.

He nodded and leaned back, nodding.

"Okay, fine. Point taken" he said.

This, this was good. Everything was working out, getting better. Yes, I was doing better and problems were solving themselves.

It was going great. Was, that is, until someone burst into the café yelling for me.

Ashley stomped over to us, grabbing my hand and practically dragging me out of the café and down the street to a vacant parking lot.

"What the hell is with you?!!" I yelled at him, jerking my hand from his grasp.

He was scaring me honestly, he looked so angry.

He said nothing, instead walking off. I followed him, feeling my own frustration rise.

What the hell was he doing? I was having a nice time until he decided to grab me and whisk me away. What the fuck?!!

He led me to my apartment, and waited impatiently for me to unlock it before storming in and turning on me.

"What the hell is with me? What the hell is wrong with you? Are you fucking braindead?" He growled, his eyes looking more and more like slits every second.

"You better tell me what the fucks going on" I said, throwing my finger around in his face.

He swatted it away, his lip curling up.

"Is it true?" He asked me, glaring.

"You're gonna have to specify" I said dryly, not caring that I was only making it worse.

"You know, don't bullshit me. Is it true?" He said, and I rolled my eyes exasperated.

"Oh, right, of course I know. I forgot that I could fucking read minds. Cut the shit, just tell me damnit" I said, crossing my arms.

He started pacing, glaring at me and muttering under his breath.

"I don't have bionic ears, speak the fuck up" I nearly screamed in frustration.

He was making me nervous, what was he talking about? What did he want damnit?

"Ronnie! I'm talking about Ronnie of course" he said, and I inhaled sharply.

Oh, that's what he's talking about.

"What about him?" I asked, keeping my arms crossed more to hide my shaking hands than in anger now.

"How can you be back with him so easily when he put you through all that pain? You came crying to me for months, and now he fucks you and everything's magically better?" He yelled, looking at me like I killed fucking Hello Kitty or some shit.

"First, I don't see what my sex life has to do with you, it's none of your damn business! And second, how dare you! How fucking dare you! Don't you talk to me like that, you fucking ass!" I yelled back, pushing Ashley away from me.

I glared at him, and he glared back.

"I dont want you to do this. I'm your friend, I can't just stand back while you let him ruin your life!" He said, and I huffed.

Leah and Esha walked in then, but I was too worked up to reign it in.

"You should be fucking happy for me! I'm fucking happy, if you were my friend you'd let me be happy! Now get out, and come back when you get your balls out of your ass" I said, clenching my hands in fists.

He looked like he was about to say something, but I held my hand out, pointing to the door.

"Now" I whispered, my voice strained from emotions and all that yelling.

I heard him groan and then he stomped out, shoving Esha's camera away from him before walking out and slamming the door.

I groaned, closing my eyes and slapping my hands over my face.

Fuck. Why can't I just be happy, without something ruining it?