social casualties | 5sos au

Chapter 13 {By Ramey}

Rylie's POV

I was cleaning my room, picking up trash and clothes that had been left over from Neptune's stay.

Wake Me Up When September Ends was playing and echoing in my drum kit.

Something that happened often when something was too loud.

I went to my nightstand and began wiping it with a Clorox wipe.

Neptune would want you happy.

What made me happy? Hm..

I opened my window and let in that perfect smell of fresh air and the distant scent of barbecue smoke.

Barbecue smoke..barbecue...

All that reminded of was Neptune and how the last thing we had done together was go to a barbecue.

I broke down in tears, plopping onto my bed and holding my face in my hands.

"She's okay." A voice says, and for a moment, I thought it was my mom, standing at the door that I thought was once locked, but no. No one was there.

"Neptune." Someone says again.

I snap my head towards the window.

Ashton.

"What?" I ask, kind of confused.

"Neptune. She's okay." He nods his head towards his house. "She's at Luke's house".

I shake my head in disbelief.

"She's okay, and she goes to Luke's house?" I exclaim, my gloom turning into anger in a matter of seconds.

He sighs. "I knew I shouldn't have told you."

"Do I not have the right to know where she is when she's my best friend?" I ask, standing up from my bed quickly. A little too quickly, because all of my drawings fell off onto the floor.

"Calm down, Rylie." Ashton says.

"No! She goes to see Luke in oppose to me?!" I yell.

"You're being selfish, Rylie." Ashton sighs, crossing his arms.

"Oh, I'm being selfish?! My best friend almost died, and I'm selfish for wanting to see her first?!" Tears begin to well in my eyes again.

"Luke almost killed himself!" Ashton raises his voice, starting to get fed up with me.

"Over some girl he's barely known for a day?! Get over yourself! He doesn't know the half of depression!" I yell in frustration.

"Like you'd know!" He adds.

"Yeah, I would know." I say in a calmer voice, starting to realize what I've said.

"Rylie..." Ashton senses the mistake in my voice.

"I think you should leave, Ashton." I say, wiping my eyes.

"Wait, Rylie, I'm sorry." He sighs.

I shake my head, and close my window.

I lay on my bed, forgetting about the mess that remained on the floor.

Maybe she doesn't want to see me.