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Chapter 41: Willow = trouble

Rachel's POV

"Blair!" Her dad ran after her but came back immediately. "She's gone."

Her mom groaned. "Why did she ran away? We need to talk about this."

I took my phone and walked to the door. I looked outside, wondering where she went. Would she be crying somewhere? Would she do things, things to herself?

"Rachel," Blair's mom said, which made me turn back around. "Why did you ask about Nick? You do know he's Luke's best friend." Now I understand why Luke is this way, his mom is the exact same way. Both ignorant to this whole situation.

I walked back to the dining table. "Nick bullied Blair before. He was mean to her and really hurt her. It's because of him that she harmed herself."

"You don't know that, Rachel!" Luke was so defensive when it came to Nick. And I don't know why. What did Nick do for Luke to be this blind?

"Luke, shut." Their mom looked at me. "How do you know that Nick was the reason Blair did that to herself?"

I looked down. "She told me herself." I then looked up. "And because she told me, I told Luke and then he called you two." I walked closer to them. "She needs us, she needs our help. We can't look away any longer."

"Where would we find Blair?" Their dad asked me, as if I would know.

I shrugged. "She could be anywhere."

"With Willow." Luke added. "I think Willow is to blame for all of this."

At that we all looked at him.

"I mean, think about it. Before Willow, she'd never even think about harming herself. She wasn't that depressed then and she knew how to come around. She got more problems with Willow."

Their mom slowly nodded. "Does any one of you have Willow's number?"

We both shook our head. "Blair does." Luke said.

I looked down, this didn't feel right. "I don't think we can blame Willow for all of this."

"Rach, did she cut herself before meeting Willow, yes or no?" Luke asked me, his parents watched me closely.

I sighed and slowly shook my head.

"See," Luke looked at his parents. "Willow is the problem, not Nick."

"Good," His mom got up. "I don't want Blair to see Willow anymore."

They all nodded but I wasn't sure that this was going to do good, I knew this was going to do very bad...

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Blair's POV

I was relaxing in Willow's arms. She was rocking us from one side to the other. Sometimes she'd kiss me and whisper sweet things in my ear.

"I love you."

I looked at her. "I love you too, Willow." I caressed her face. "Let's run away, together."

She smiled even more when I said that. "Really?"

I slowly nodded. "You said we'd do that, when it's time."

"Yes," She nodded slowly. "But I don't think it's time yet."

I sat up to have a better look at her. "Well when is it time?"

She caressed my face. "Very soon, babe." She looked at her phone. "You should go back home."

I sighed deeply. "I don't want to go away from you." I looked at her again. "Will you spend the night at my house?"

"Of course."

I smiled, I knew I'd see her later on that night. "Ok." I got up. I slowly let my sleeves back down.

"Do they hurt?" Willow asked, referring to my arms.

I slowly caressed them. "Yeah." I looked at her again. "I'll get over it."

Willow nodded and smiled proudly. "Good girl."

"I'll see you tonight." I leaned in and kissed her. "I love you."

"I love you too."

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When I walked back home, I expected something when I got home. I knew that mom and dad were going to question me, they'd keep asking me their stupid questions. But no matter what, they would never believe me.

I was preparing myself for all their possible questions. I was debating what I'd say. Should I tell them the truth? Or should I tell them what they want to hear?

I arrived home and opened the door. When I did, they soon stood at the door. "Blair, where were you?" mom asked, her arms crossed.

"Are you ok?" dad asked, he was worried. Yet, he would never go up against my mom. So whatever he wanted to say or ask, he wouldn't.

I looked down.

"Sit down." Mom pointed to the dining table. 

I walked to the table and sat at it. I kept looking down, I didn't know what else to do.

"We have talked to Luke and Rachel, about the incident." Mom started, which made me look up at her. "And we know enough."

Dad looked from her to me. "Why have you never told us?"

I looked at him, confused. "W-what?"

"You started harming yourself because of this Willow-girl. You were depressed ever since this girl appeared in your life. She was the one who pushed you to - "

I stood up. "Stop it!"

Behind me, I heard the stairs. I heard steps going up to me and then saw Rachel and Luke. They both looked worried at me.

"Willow is the only person who truly believes in me. She knows what's best for me and she takes care of me like no one else has ever done!" I looked down. "She loves me."

"She has a weird way of showing her love to you." Luke suddenly said.

I looked up at him, my face upset and angered by what he said about Willow.

"Luke, stop it." Rachel tried, but she knew he was too stubborn. And his friend's ego got hurt... "Willow must mean well." Rachel then looked at me, showing me a small smile.

"Oh yeah?" Luke looked from Rachel to me. "Tell them the truth, Blair. Did Willow introduce you to harming yourself or not?"

I looked from Luke to my parents, then I looked down.

"See!"

"I know enough," Mom got up which made me look up at her. "From now on this Willow-girl will never set foot in this house. You are not allowed to see or speak with her again, and I don't want you near her. Your brother will watch out for you and you'll stick with him during school days. If I ever hear that you were with Willow, you'll face severe consequences. Am I clear?"

My jaw dropped. "But mom, I - "

"Am I clear?" She asked more stern this time.

I looked down, I can't believe they were taking away Willow from me. I just told them how I felt about her and they still decided to not listen... I slowly nodded.

"Good," Mom looked at dad. "Watch out for her while I go to the store."

Dad nodded and patted the spot in front of him. "Come, sweetie, sit down."

I did, but I didn't look at him or anyone else. I was truly disgusted by them. I was upset and even more angry. I felt truly alone now, all thanks to the people who should prevent me from feeling this way.