Chapter 4- I'm going slightly mad

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Ashton's POV

Beep Beep Beep Beep.... That wasn't exactly the same sound as my alarm clock I thought to myself. I started wondering if it was a tiny truck backing up. Don't be stupid Ash. I thought to myself. I slowly opened my eyes to find that everything was slightly hazy. What the fuck?! As my vision got clearer I realized that I wasn't at my apartment...this wasn't my house... I started to panic everything was so fucking white and that sound was driving me insane. I tried to remember anything useful to what or who put me here but nothing was coming to me. I slowly felt dizziness come over me and I closed my eyes. Someone put their hand on me.

"Ash babe, are you okay?"

That was Em's voice. I'd recognize that voice anywhere.

"I don't know"

I replied truthfully. Despite my eyes being closed I could still feel her concerned eyes staring at me. So I forced my eyes open again before asking.

"Em, tell me what's going on?"

She sighed. 

"You and I wanted to spice things up a bit last night and you suggested we tried some drugs with booze but you took way too much and passed out. Are you feeling okay though"

Oh god not again. I'm here because I OD?! I thought suddenly angry with myself. To tell the truth I was feeling lightheaded and nauseous which is to be expected after a night eventful as last night.

"Yea i'm okay"

She looked at me unsure but didn't question me further.

"They said if you felt well enough you could come home today."

I was relieved. Hospitals scared the fuck out of me with all the sick people and everything smelling so chemically clean. I smiled at Em.

"Well did we have any fun last night?"

She blushed.

"I think saying we had fun would be an understatement. Babe we fucking killed it."

I smiled satisfied. 

"Good then it's worth it.

"Definitely"

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It was about 5:30pm and I had finally gotten out of that hell place and back into my apartment complex. I didn't even have time to put the key in the lock when Kai opened the door looking rather concerned.

"Hey dude i'm back. Did you miss me?"

Kai was unamused with my attempts to bring humor to the situation.

"Bruh don't act so fucking casual. I was actually worried about you and where is Emily?"

I sat on the bench at the front entrance and started undoing my shoe laces.

" That's sweet dude and she said she had some stuff to do"

He frowned skeptically. 

"Right okay."

I looked up at my pal. His long black hair pulled up in a man bun, his white muscle shirt and cargo pants and frowning green eyes.

"What? It's not like I don't trust her to be by herself."

He looked me in the eye sincerely.

"Just don't want to see you hurt again is all. Anyway your Father called and he expects you to call back."

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