Chapter 16

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Queen's POV

Never in a million years would I have imagined I'd be waking into a rehabilitation center for drugs I don't even remember taking.

The helped me find my room and I sat my bags down in the closet.

No cell phone, Nothing. Might well had been put in jail.

I took out a sheet and a comforter that was inside my bag that I guess Clare put in there for me. It was pretty dark outside so I went ahead and laid in bed and went on to sleep.

Queen's Dream

I looked at the pill bottle and sat it back inside Clarence's drawer. As soon as I did that, I turned to the side to see a dark figure in the door way.

Their face could not be made out. They walked towards me and put a cloth to my face.

I jumped up out of my sleep, sweating. I know if was a dream but it felt so real. I slid on my slippers and made my way to the bathroom to take a quick shower.

When I got done I slid on a pink shirt and a pair of baggy shorts and slides.

Walking through the building, I had a weird feeling that someone was watching me. I looked over my shoulder cautiously.

Now standing in front of the office, I rung the bell to get the employees attention. The light skin girl with dimple piercings and finger waves, turned to me with a crazy smile. "Yes how can I help you?"

"Umm I was just wondering what time the group sessions would be." She typed something on her computer. "Your session will be at four twenty today. Anything else?"

"No, thanks." I walked away and headed back to my room.

When I turned the corner I bumped into someone, making them drop some candy they were holding.

"Oh sorry!" I bent down, picking up what was dropped." Girl you good." She bent down picking the candy up too. We both stood and I handed her the hand full of candy.

"What's yo name? I haven't seen you around here." She asked. She had red curly hair that actually matched beautifully with her dark skin complexion.

"Queen." She looked at me then stuck her hand out. "Paris." I shook her hand and she started conversation.

"So what got you here?"I walked beside her as she walked down the hall of the rehabilitation center.

"Honestly,and this is gonna sound weird,but I don't know." She laughed, as she opened the door to her room and dumped all the candy on her bed.

"Bitch I don't either, one minute I was at a party, next minute I saw sucking dick for coke." I chuckled a little bit.

"Um well mine wasn't that drastic, but uh I guess it is pretty weird that I'm considered an addict even though I don't remember taking any drugs the day I overdosed." I shrugged as I sat down on her bed.

"Well thankfully, with all this bullshit counseling that got us going to, you get something out of it." She sat don't next to me. She unwrapped her sucker and offered me one.

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