Better Off (Lil Peep)

Chapter 12: The Art of Leaving

Wicca's POV

Shit went down so fast at the party that I had no clue what was going on until the guys filled me in. And Dex kicked out Samara on top of all this. I was glowing with red hot anger but I maintained my composure amongst the rest of the clique.

There was absolutely no need to bring Samara in on this. My mind suddenly wandered to Luca, still staying at Dex's without Haylie or Samara there. I sighed. I had no idea where he was anyway. We bumped music in the car, my eyes fixed on the road, as Goth, sitting next to me in the passengers seat, handed me a blunt.

I was a mixture of excited and nervous when I said those words.

"She can move in with me."

I had just had the most beautiful fucking day in a while, with anyone, much less a girl. I'd been single over a year now. But I wasn't about to pounce. I knew this would take time and I was far from rushing it. I couldn't imagine what she must've felt, sitting there in the back of the Benz truck, with all of us, this whole thing was still a completely different world to her.

The clique was entering its final era. We were only two weeks away from inducting Luca, and four weeks from officially inducting Gus. He would be the last and final member of GothBoiClique, the glue in all of this.

I watched Gus in the mirror, comforting Samara, I watched Haylie stress. I somehow had stayed above the drama until it exploded.

We arrived in minutes, and I snapped out of my haze "do y'all need me to come in and help?"

"Stay here with the car, I'm going in. Goth is my backup in case Dex is here." Gus said, sternly, and I obliged with a smile.

He glanced at me as if to make sure that he hadn't overstepped but I gave him a look saying we're cool.

The girls and Gus and Goth all went inside, just as Luca came strolling up the dirty sidewalk.

"Wicca, what's going on, why did y'all clear out?" He half leaned on the window of the Benz Truck.

"Haylie, Tracy. Fucking. Dex caught them just as Gus and Samara tried to warn them. He kicked them both out." I was short and to the point.

His eyes nearly popped out of his skull as he dashed upstairs without another word. It was 15 minutes before I frantically texted Gus.

Me: *Y'all ok up there?*

Gus: *be down in 5, the place is empty. pull down the backseat 4 Luca. He's leaving*

Oh joy. I hopped out to pull down the seats as I saw Dex and his crew coming up the sidewalk. Fuck.

"Hey! Wicca Pansy face!" Dex yelled at me.

"Bro I don't want issues. Haylie and Samara are getting their shit. They're coming down in 5, don't fucking touch them." I whipped my switchblade out and smirked.

"Fine then, five minutes. Well wait."

I saw Goth emerged first from the stairwell, the Samara, Haylie, Luca and lastly Gus.

"Listen Bro, I'm going too. Nothing against you. Give me a bit to get all my things? I'll have a truck in tomorrow for furniture." Lucas voice was low and his body language calm when he spoke with Dex.

"Yeah. It's fine. Sorry man." Dex apologized quietly to Luca for whatever reason as we stuffed the back of my car with Haylie's and Samara's things.

First stop. My house. Next- back to that god forsaken party to grab the rest of the clique. I sighed as the last of the things were packed in, and we once again climbed in, taking off for good, this time.

There was an odd silence in the car, of course, Gus was first to break it.

"Wicca you badass- I saw you with that blade homie, Dex was ready to go and you scared his pussy ass! Fucking poser." Gus chuckled and slapped me in the shoulder. Samara's eyes went a little wide.

"Well Fuck. Homeboy always got the clique on lock. And friends of the clique." Goth chimed in.

He sparked a celebratory blunt and I chuckled softly, just low enough for no one to notice.

Luca was near silent and stared out the window in the back. I felt his quiet longing and I turned the radio down for a moment,

"You did good today. Standing by your friends, I mean. By the clique." I over exaggerated for a moment but it was not nearly a lie. He needed to know he'd done the right thing.

"I'm loyal to this and everyone around it." He responded, making direct eye contact with me, the rest of everyone looking at him, looking at me.

"Two weeks to go. Let's not forget." I grinned.

"And Four until Gus. This is going to be a good month guys. Fear not."

"Fuck yeah it will." Goth added with a grin, looking at his soon to be brothers.

"Can I just say, tonight's been a fucking adventure? I love you all, shit." Gus had popped three xanax and we all chuckled as he slurred his words

"And we love you." Goth said it back to him with so much intent in the moment that I nearly stared.

The amount of love and brotherhood and loyalty in the car radiated as I turned the music back up. This would by no means be easy, but I was more than ready.

GothBoiClique till my soul take.