Third person
Zenobia appeared to be coming down from the energetic high she was on as she was now laying on a couch in Bryce's lounge, Justin Foley sitting directly opposite her. He hadn't left her side all night. Her azure eyes focused on the doorway, in which she saw Caucasian male police officers storming on.
"Fuck, everybody run!" The paranoia took over her body in a split second as she jumped to her feet and began running to the back door.
"Zen!" Justin called out, wasting no time in chasing after the girl.
"J-Justin, my mom! They're g-gonna get my mom!" Zenobia's stutters were nonsensical as Justin tried to calm her shaking frame down by wrapping his hand around hers.
"Zen, baby. No one's going to get anyone. Open your eyes, baby. You're okay." He hoped his hushed whispers were calming her down as he pulled her body into his arms.
The female hesitated as she tried to let his words sink in before opening her eyes, glancing around for a second as she furrowed her eyebrows.
"Jay, I-"
"It's okay, baby. Let's get you out of here and you can sleep this off, yeah?" Justin didn't want her to exhaust herself by attempting to explain her coked up hallucinations.
And that was how Justin Foley ended up falling asleep with the most ethereal beauty he had ever laid his eyes on in his bruised arms, two broken people somehow feeling fixed when their cracked pieces intertwined.
// AN: I seem to be losing readers quite rapidly and I wanted to know how I could improve?
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TOXIC · Justin Foley
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