Painful pasts and terrible truths

Chapter 55

I felt like I was falling asleep.

"Baby, are you sure you're ok, I mean if you want me to take over for a bit, I can" Olivia mumbled, she tried to reach for my hand, it was shaking with exhaustion, I've never been this tired before.

"I'll be ok" I dismissed her concern.

I did sorta make it back alive, I was too exhausted and weak to carry on.

"Bed, now!" Olivia ordered and she pointed to the stairs "I'm not stupid, I know what's wrong."

"Fine" I muttered.

I crawled up the stairs and into my room, I couldn't be bothered to change so I took my boots off and I just went to bed, I actually got to sleep this time, I should probably talk to my counsellor about this when I next have a session with him, I woke up fully refreshed, I noticed that the time was 5:30 in the morning, I couldn't get back to sleep so I went to Olivia's room, she wasn't there, so I went downstairs to make myself something to eat, I made myself a bowl of cereal.

"What are you doing up" Olivia asked in surprise, she had my keys.

"Looking for you" I replied.

"Oh, well I'm going back to bed" Olivia whispered.

"What were you doing with my keys" I wondered.

"Nothing" I could tell she was lying.

"Put them back" I ordered, I knew she had the drugs.

"I just went to take my iron tablets" Olivia sighed.

*Olivia's POV*

Virgil slammed his hands down on the table, I jumped, he was mad now, I did take the drugs, but I need them to survive, I ran to my room.

"Olivia, please if you're going to smoke anything at least let me join you, I've been really stressed out lately I and I need some relief" Virgil begged.

I left my room.

"Are you actually considering getting high with me" I questioned him.

He nodded, why is he being weird again, I don't know why he's acting like this, he's usually against the use of recreational drugs, ugh why am I feeling guilty, he seemed like he knew what he was doing, he knew how to roll a joint, I raised my eyebrow at him.

"What, I've experimented with weed in the past" Virgil complained "for a few months" he then stuck the joint in his mouth and he proceeded to light it with the lighter he got from his room.

"I don't know if I should do it, what does it even feel like" I was worried.

"It feels sorta relaxing, you don't need to do it if you don't want to, I'm not going to force you to smoke weed if you don't want to" he seemed concerned for me.

"I don't think I can do it" I told him.

"Ok, well that's your choice, but you're missing out, this is some good sh*t" Virgil laughed to himself, great he's high as a kite, whenever I want to try something that might impact my health he always makes me feel guilty about it.

"Fine you've gotten what you wanted, I'm not doing it" I muttered and crossed my arms.

"Whoa, all I said was that if you're going to do anything stupid you're gonna let me join you" Virgil frowned.

"Yes but I just feel awful because I've technically forced you to do it" I sighed.

"Go on, try it once and if you don't like it you don't have to do it again" I didn't like the smell.

"No, I can't" I explained.

I left the room, I felt awful, Scott was up now, he had turned his nose up.

"What's that funny smell" Scott asked.

"Guess which one of your brothers is smoking weed in my room" I replied sarcastically.

"I swear to god I'm going to kill him" Scott growled and he stormed upstairs and into my room.