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

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**** 12 chapters left!

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I had spent the day with the girls, and now the guys had come over to celebrate. I don't know what they were celebrating, but it meant that I got to see them, so I was fine with it.

And really, if you think hard enough there's always something to celebrate. Getting through another day was definitely a huge, under-appreciated accomplishment that I was thankful for. That alone was worth celebrating.

And I was sober, and my life was going uphill, finally. There was no reason to not celebrate. Every breath was something to rejoice.

Esha and Andy were sitting as close as they could, whispering to each other, wide grins on their faces. I don't know if I wanted to know what they were talking about at this point, but Andy's hand was on her thigh, almost touching hers.

I just wanted them to officially date already. Everyone knew they practically were anyways.

Max and Luna were kissing every minute. Anytime either of them got far into their sentence, the other would quickly kiss them and laugh while their brains got scrambled from the surprise kiss.

Leah and Ryan were arguing over what movie to watch. Ryan took the movie from Leah's hand and held it up above his head. Leah looked like she actually wanted to kill him as she reached above her head and struggled to grab the movie back.

I was just sitting there laughing at how crazy all of them got. This, this is what love does. It drives you crazy, but then it gives you that swoon-worthy smile and it doesn't seem so bad all of a sudden.

It's frustrating and invigorating, if you do it right.

Ronnie was next to me, an arm around my shoulder, legs casually pressed against mine. We weren't even doing anything, but my heart still felt so happy I could almost burst.

Laying my head against his shoulder, I didn't think I could feel anymore content, with my friends around me, and Ronnie right next to me, touching me.

The call made me jump. I'll admit, I was scared to answer it. I was worried it was something bad.

I was definitely doing good, much better than ever before, and I was well on the road to recovery. Even Mr. Willows said that I could definitely count myself almost there.

I was putting the past in the past, but still, it still happened. And I would have to accept that. I had to deal with the consequences of the past events for the rest of my life. It would get easier, but it would still not be the same.

Seeing that it was only August calling, I calmed down. It was safe; it wasn't unusual for him to call, so I didn't consider that he could be hurt, at least, not anymore than I always did.

That's the price of having someone you care about, especially a twin who's literally been with you since before birth, even if you go separate paths, if still feels like a part of them is there with you always.

"August, what's up?"

"Ryker, we need to talk. I have to tell you something."

Uh oh, that was never good, as far as I had known.

I pulled away from Ronnie's body, standing up and moving to the kitchen for privacy.

This didn't sound good, and I began to worry. Was it a disease? Did someone die? Was Mae okay? Did he fail a class? Did the dorm burn down?

"August, what's wrong?"

"Ryker....."

I felt my panic rise. Shit, had I fucked something up? Was he mad at me? I couldn't think of anything I had done that could be bad, but I had no idea at this point.

"August, just tell me? Did I do something? Whatever it was, I'm sure I didn't mean it, I'm really sorry, truly-"

"Ryker, it's nothing about you."

"Then what is it? Come on, you're killing me. You called me, you have to tell me!"

"I'm getting married!"