Cigarettes and Trouble Part 2

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Tyde barely pulled off the road when we got back to the flat.
"I love you. I'm sorry." I said as I unbuckled my seatbelt. Tyde stayed silent, only unlocking the door. I opened the door and he gently pushed on my back to help me out. But this was much different than what he usually did which was open my door and pull me out himself.
After I was out of his car he just drove off.

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I tweeted, hoping Tyde would somehow see it. I sat on the stairs outside of the flat, I was too weak to even attempt climbing them. Dan and Phil were at a meeting with their manager. They had expected Tyde to stay over, I had told them that he would probably come over for a few hours. I hadn't expected a fight. I just began to cry. All I could do was sob. I didn't worry about getting upstairs. I knew Adrain would soon come.
Adrain came into the corridor and saw my tear stained face.
"Nixie?"
He hadn't called me Nixie since we had first arrived in London.
"I-I..and Aleigha- Gracie...and smoke- and Tyde...kiss- and fight." I blubbered out to Adrain. Most of my words were barely audible.
"Shhh. It's okay. Let's get you upstairs." He said. He picked me up from my spot on the stairs and carried me on his back. When we reached the flat he brought me to my room. He went to the bathroom and grabbed a warm towel, wiping the dried tears from my face when he returned.
"Do you want to try and tell me what's wrong again?"
I was calm enough to talk in short sentences now, so I began to tell him the story.
Adrain kissed the top of my head. "It'll all be okay." He consoled me.
"But please, take a shower and use some mouthwash at some point. You smell like an actual cigarette butt."
"I will." I replied.
"And if mom ever finds out she will definitely kill you."
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My legs were still weak from emotions and from injuries so I stayed in bed. I could tell when Dan and Phil came by the sounds of their loud voices.
"We brought pizza!" They exclaimed. Phil came bursting into my room.
"I thought pizza would make you run to us. You love pizza!" Phil basically yelled.
I didn't answer. I was stressed and sad. I wasn't in the mood for loud sarcasm.
"Phoenix?" Phil said, much quieter. "What's wrong?"
"Phil, I did a bad thing." I said very quietly.
"What did you do?"
And for the second time today I explained the fight that went on between Tyde and I.
"And that's why you smell like you ate a fire. I was worried that you had turned into a dragon or something." Phil tried to joke to cheer me up.
"It will be okay. He will call when he's ready." Phil said. He laid beside me, putting his arm on my shoulder to comfort me.
"I have to tell Dan you know." Phil said.
"Yes, I'm aware."
"He might kill you slightly."
"I know." I said giving a quiet chuckle.
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