ANDREA'S POV
"Where is she?" My mom began to freak out.
It was 5 in the morning, and my mom was on her way for her early morning jog. She was going to go give Brynn a kiss on her forehead, as she always does to us, but she wasn't there. My mom came into my room freaking out. Brynn's phone was missing, her room was a mess with clothes everywhere, and she was just gone.
"What if she ran away? Can't you track her phone! Oh my God we can't lose her!" She kept freaking out and I didn't know what to do. I was sitting on Brynn's bed, calling her over and over, leaving hundreds of text messages, but no answer.
I remembered that I told Brynn to put an app on her phone that lets us track each other. I told her after she told me about Samuel and what he's capable of. I log onto the app, and search her name. I see her location and my eyes widened.
"Why are you at Matthew's house Brynn?" I mumbled to myself. I know what happens on Saturday nights at Matthew's. She can not be there.
I switch apps and go contacts and find Joshua's. I click call and hear it ring for a while.
"Andy?" He mumbled with his sleepy voice. Shit, I feel bad.
"Hey, sorry for you calling you so early baby."
"Nah, it's fine. Anything for you. What's up?" He asked.
"Can you come get me? I'm home, but Brynn isn't."
"Where is she?" He began to get nervous.
"Matthew's."
"It was Midnight at-"
"Yeah, I know. I don't know why she's there, and I'm really scared. Bad things happen over there."
"Calm down baby. I'll be there in 10 minutes."
"Okay. I love you." I wiped the tear that fell from my eye away.
"I love you too. See you soon." He said with his calm voice to calm me down.
We hung up and I looked down at my phone again.
"Please be okay." I said over and over to myself, nervous for what I will walk in on.
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I got out of Joshua's car and made my way to Matthew's house.
I've only been to one of his parties when I was a Sophomore, and I hated the scene that was occurring in front of me. Drugs, people making out, smoking, and the music was awful.
"I'm scared." I looked at Josh.
"It's alright. Everything is going to be okay." He brought me into his embrace and the smell of his cologne wrapped around me. I love him so much.
I got out of his embrace and faced the door.
"Alright, let's go." I took a deep breath and knocked on the door. Josh intertwined his fingers with mine, keeping me calm.
A few seconds later, Matthew opens the door and I see that his curly hair is flapping over his face; he looks exhausted. Matthew just did weed, but the other amount of drugs that I saw in this house were terrifying.
"Where is she?" I asked, my voice sounding weak.
"Who?" He yawned.
"Brynn, dumbass." Josh said with annoyance. I squeezed his hand.
"Oh. She's with Hudson on the couch."
"Hudson is here?" I asked with disbelief.
"Yeah. He hasn't been here for a few weeks but showed up last night." Matthew rubbed his face and turned inward for us to walk in.
Did Hudson make her come here?
We walked into the moderately big house, and the red led lights are still on. Some people were still tripping off drugs and others were still drinking.
I mentally cringe at how early these people are drinking. It was really foggy in the house from all of the smoke.
Josh and I walk to the living room, and that's where I found Brynn and Hudson cuddling on the couch. His hand was under her shirt, and her hair was everywhere. There was a clear packet in her hand, and I knew instantly what it was.
I walked over to them and shook Brynn. She wouldn't budge, but just groaned.
"Brynn, get up!" I shouted at her, getting angry. A tear was in my eye and I was so mad at Hudson and how he could have led her here.
"Huh?" She slowly pushed herself up and opened her eyes. Once she saw it was me, she instantly had an embarrassed look on her face.
"An-Andrea." She stuttered, then got up.
"Hudson get up." Josh nudged him, disappointment on his face.
"What?" He groaned and opened his eyes. He saw it was us and quickly got up.
"Shit." He mumbled.
"What the fuck is wrong with you? You were doing fine!" I shouted at him, a tear falling from my eye.
"Andrea calm down. I'm okay." Brynn got up, stumbled a bit, and then she laughed.
The drugs were still hitting her.
"Did you force pills down her throat? Or let me guess, give her your favorite type of psychedelic?" I came face to face with him. I pushed at his chest, annoyed and angry with him.
"Andrea stop!" Bryan stood up for the loser.
"I never fucking liked you. Not because you did drugs, but because you are just a piece of shit. Dragging people down with you." I shook my head and clenched my fists.
"She gave her consent to everything, Andrea. I won't harm her in any way if it was going to kill her." Hudson sucked his teeth and rolled his eyes.
"Are you fucking dumb?" I asked while squinting my eyes.
"What are you even doing here? Want to trip with us?" Hudson asked, raising his eyebrow.
I scoffed, "For your information, my mother woke up frantic after not finding Brynn in her bed. So no, I don't want to fucking trip with you."
"Oh shit." Brynn mumbled.
"How much did you do?" Josh asked her.
"Like four pills and acid." She said, sounding embarrassed as her eyes looked to the ground.
"I fucking knew it." I threw my hands up and turned around.
"It was all my choice though. I promise!" She said towards me. I turned around and gazed at her features. Her hair was crazy, her eyes looked darker than usual, eye bags laid under her eyes, and she looked paler.
"Come on. We're going back home." I walked up to her and grabbed her hand.
"I could take her home." Hudson butted in, sounding offended.
"You did enough, Hudson." Josh spoke out and rolled his eyes.
"Josh, come on." Hudson begged.
"Good luck getting home, buddy." Josh said before he followed Brynn and I out.
"Sweetheart, wait!" He called out, making Brynn turn around.
Hudson walked up to her and connected his lips to hers.
I don't understand how she could kiss him back after he let her take drugs.
She's never had a relationship before, but this isn't going to end good if she keeps following him down his hole.
"I'll see you at school." He said before I grabbed her arm and forced her to walk out with us.
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amour plastique
Teen Fiction*completed* amour plastique. french for plastic love. plastic love. meaning fake love. brynn was hurt. bullied, abused, and now a foster child at 16. new school, new city, new year, new family hudson was used. fake friends, rich, but broken insi...