Every little things gonna be alright .

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"I'll call you back , Jill. I promise I'm okay "
"But . Wai-" . Click. I hung up. I through my phone done and let out a yell . "GOD DAMMIT" I went and grabbed my 5th  beer of the day to try and calm me down before calling Sasha . I lit a cig and said there on the bed bide because I didn't  even fucking care anymore . "Hello?" She answered

. "What the fuck was that number Sasha?  when the hell has it ever been okay to call me fucking   family  ?" She tried to say something but I interrupted . " I can't believe you would break my trust like this again! I'm fine and I don't need you or anyone else . Just get the fuck out of my life " .
" Okay , listen , Amelia. You're my best friend and I will do what ever the hell I need to , to make sure that you're still with me ! I didn't know what he fuck to do ! You're literally drinking yourself into a grave . "
About that time a year another voice . " Sasha , baby?" I begun to boil with anger . "I think the fuck not I said and hung up ." I got up and grabbed more beer and my entire pack of cigs . I passed out form exhaustion and probably form being so drunk. I woke up on the couch , clothed . There was someone clocking breakfast .

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