Save Me from Myself

Chapter 12

Cali's POV

I don't remember exactly what happened last night. I was so drugged, but i remember looking at the stars with my shirt off. Its so peculiar, because i NEVER take my shirt off in front of people. Its not worth all the questions and all the stares.

I woke up this morning, and i saw Esme having some type of breakdown. The weird thing is that when i tried to help her, she didn't acknowledge me. She was pacing back and forth, groaning and whispering. Believe me, I've had my share of breakdowns, so i decided to per her deal with it on her one, because that's what i always prefered.

"Cali??? You there??" Layla said, waving her hands in front of my eyes.

"Sorry, yeah. Mostly. I don't know." I answered, pushing the mushy oatmeal away from me.

"Cali." Layla said sternly. She pointed at my oatmeal bowl.

"Okay, listen. I'm bulimic. Nothing will change that. Nothing will change my mind. I don't need that food. I don't want it. You're not my mother, stop treating me like I'm 12." I answered, glaring at her. She looked shocked. Shit shit shit FUCK. Why would I say that???

"Nevermind. I'll eat the oatmeal. Sorry." I said quickly, taking back the food and pretending to eat it.

She sighed, "Its not one of those days. I'm not going to freak out again for a few days, unless something happens."

"Layla, I don't think that's how it works..."

"Eat your food, you bulimic know-it-all." She groaned.

I groaned in return. I really wanted to pour the oatmeal down her shirt, but I actually have some manners today. Esme walked in as I poured the oatmeal into the trash behind Layla's back.

"Hey sleepy." I said.

She gave me the death glare, and she looked like I had done something really really stupid.

"Yikes. I was on pain meds last night because stupid Nurse Jacki decided it would be smart to give me drugs, so whatever I said or did last night, I apologize." I said, sitting next to her.

"Yeah. Okay." She said, unconvincingly.

"Hey, whatever I said, I already told you, I'm sorr---" I started, but then stopped when I looked in front of us. Oh fuck. What I lovely morning I'm having. "Esme. If you trust me, I beg of you to close your eyes until I tell you."

"Why? Besides, last time I checked, we never trusted each other." She said. Woooow. Bitch much?

"Close your goddamn eyes, you stubborn bitch." I exclaimed, but I was too late. When she saw it, her mouth dropped, and she stood up. Then, she said:

"Mason?!"

Fuck my goddamn life. Can I just kill this douchebag before he makes Esme cry for HOURS again?

She ran into his arms, and embraced him tightly. He smiled and missed the top of her head.

"I missed you." He whispered

"I missed you" Yeah right, douchebag. I wanted to yell at him, and slap him so hard his perfect teeth fell out, but since I'm such a good friend, I decided not to. I didn't like this guy the first time, and I still didn't like him. He looks like one of those wannabe skater boys that smokes weed when they're not hooking up with random sluts. Yeah, not a fan. I mean, yes, he's attractive as fuck, but that doesn't change the fact that he's a douche.

"I missed you too.. did you mean what you said? Are you really ashamed of me?" She asked innocently.

Oh hon. This girl needs to come back into reality.

"Of course not. I love you, Esmeralda." He answered, smiling.

I rolled my eyes. "Bullshit." I whispered to Layla. She snorted and nodded, but she was still stuck on his appearence.

He kissed her on the cheek, and they walked to the hallway.

Great. Now I'm gonna have to deal with yet another one of Esme's meltdowns. I sighed, and pretended that it didn't bother me that Esme didn't trust me. I call bullshit again.

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Not bad, eh? I am officially capable of writing a slightly happy chapter. (Btw, I'm basing Mason completely off someone in real life, so i got a bit carried away... oops... its the truth... ) Hope you enjoyed the chapter!
♡♡Christal