Disturbing the Peace

Chapter 9

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I guess I totally deserved that after all I've done. I sad sigh escapes me as I leave my spot and advance towards theirs.

"Hey, guys." I wave at them awkwardly.

They don't move.

"Guys!"

They continue kissing.

I put my hands between their chests which were flush against each other.

"Hey, guys," I speak in a "sorry to rain on your parade voice." "This is personal space..." I pretend to draw some lines between them. "...only couples break personal space." I push Rain towards Marc and wrap my arm around Ferris' waist.

Then, I face palm.

They're high, Willow. Why the hell are you explaining stuff to them? Idiot.

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I wake up in the woods. All of them waking up soon after.

Last night had been so freaking exhausting! I had to keep all my friends from running out into the streets and doing stupid things. So this is how it all is in person?

I had cravings. I'm not gonna lie; I almost picked up a joint on several occasions. I run my hand through my hair stressfully. I'm not used to any stress, so last night was especially hard for me to deny weed. Having the responsibility of your friends' lives in your hands, that huge. It's also horrifying, let me tell you.

It's hard watching your friends have absolutely no control over their actions. The people in front of me, right now, are my friends. The people I was with last night, well, I don't really, know who they were.

Why did I ever start drugs in the first place? Oh yeah, freshman year; that hippie at the peace rally was offering. Told us it would make the world seem better. That it's the next best thing to world peace.

And we fell for it.

Until Leo's accident, I really did think it was the next best thing to world peace.

The others in the group don't have the willpower I do to quit so easily, even for a night. And I don't have the courage Leo does to tell them to stop. Leo has tons of courage and is shameless. I need him here to help me. I need Leo.

I run my hand through my hair again, my eyes darting around subconsciously.

"Willow, are you okay?" Rain asks.

I allow my eyes to settle on the girl I call my best friend. "Yeah, just a bit stre-" I realize that the word "stressed" would tip them off that something's wrong since I'm never stressed, so I opt for lying. "Yes, I'm fine."

"Okey dokey," she says disbelievingly. "Guys wanna head home?"

"You guys go. I'm gonna go feed the pigeons in the park," I lie smoothly.

"Babe, are you okay?" Ferris wraps his arm around me, leaning in to kiss me.

I turn my head to give him a cheek.

That was cold, Willow.

"Bye," I simply say and walk speedily off.

I'm going to see Leo. Much more important than feeding some pigeons.

As I look back, I run into a large figure in front of me. "Sorry," I look at his face, "Kevin?"

"Yeah, hey, Willow!" says the government worker, coolly.

"Hey."

"Look, you guys have got to stop, before you get caught," he states.

I run my hand through my hair again. I think I'm developing a nervous habit. "Yeah, look, how long to I have to get them to stop?"

He pauses in thought. "I think I can buy you two months, but that is all, Willow. Even that is stretching it."

I nod.

"Are you going to see Leo?" he asks.

"Yeah, why?" I cock my eyebrow.

"I was just there." Kevin is so sweet. "He's...not exactly in the greatest condition. It's probably best if you go see for yourself."

I nod, no emotion escaping me, but as I walk away, I whimper. Tears brim my eyes, threatening to spill.

Loud and painful breaths of air leave my lips as I try not to cry. I grab tissues when I get into the hospital and splash my face with water to calm myself down.

Gotta be tough for him.

I put on a smile as I walk up to the lady at the front with bright red lipstick plastered onto her face.

"I am here to visit Leo Silver."

She searches it up on the computer.

"Are you family?" she asks. "Right now, only family is allowed to visit him."

My breath hitches in my throat. What could possibly be wrong? "Er...yeah, I'm his sister."

She glares at me. No duh, Willow, you two look nothing alike.

"Um...yeah, I'm adopted so...can I go?" I ask.

"Sure," she says slowly, eyeing me. "Same room."

I walk down the hallway as fast as possible, but when I see his room full of doctors, I lose hope and slow down.

Mr. and Mrs. Silver are standing side by side, Mrs. Silver weeping into a tissue.

"Willow?" Mr. Silver asks, surprised. " I thought only family was allowed."

"Of course only family is allowed, dad," I emphasize the word "dad."

He nods catching on.

"What's going on?" I ask curiously.