"I...I relapsed."
Jon looks at me and holds me closer than he ever has before. "I'm sorry."
"No, don't be sorry. It's ok. We'll get through this together. Alright?" I meekly nod my head. "Alright, let's go inside. Get rid of the bong and beer and let's go." I look at the bong but toss it over the edge.
"Do I have to get rid of the beer?"
"No, I'll drink it." Dean grabs the beer and we head back inside and to our respective rooms.
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"Jayden!!!" I feel a slight pressure on my back and I try to turn over but to no prevail, I couldn't. I grumble. "Good morning! Lets go for a run, or work out!"
"Go away you troll."
"Says the one who actually looks like one." I turn over quickly, sending the person to the ground.
I throw my blankets off of me and jump to the floor, landing on the person. Emma.
"Emma, what the hell are you doing in my room at..." I look at the clock, "5:30 in the morning?"
"I just wanted to go for a jog!" she smiles up at me. I roll my eyes and get off of her. I hold out my hand for her to take, she takes it and I pull her up. "You want to be a wrestler, we have to train. We have to eat properly. We have no time to party or do drugs. Except for Colby and Jon. They party all the time."
"Tenille! Stop spreading lies about me!" I could hear Colby yell from the other side of the door. I smile and get dressed into a black sports bra, black running bootie shorts and black trainers. I throw my hair into a ponytail - after brushing it - and grab my phone.
"Hey, Jayden. It's raining outside, put on a jacket or something!"
"Nah, I'll be fine."
"Jayden." I could hear Emma growl.
"Emma." I mock her. She rounds the corner and gives me a stern look.
"Jayden Sara Lopez-Calaway. If you do not put a jacket on right now, I will tell Colby everything you did last night."
"Jon's probably already told him."
"Jon's in the living room on the couch, he's asleep." I laugh and roll my eyes.
"Fine." I slip on a grey sweater and Tenille and I go outside.
"You ready?"
"Always up for a challenge."
"Good. We're running 15K today." I look at Tenille in shock.
"What?"
"Let's go, sport." She smiles and begins jogging, I shake my head and run after her.
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3:00
I stop on the side of the road and watch as cars zoom by me, none of the drivers even looking my way. My phone lights up and I check the text
Jon - what's wrong? why'd you stop?
Jay - I just need to think. Don't worry.
Jon - open the door, I'm pulled in behind you.
I unlock the doors and the passenger door swings open. Jon climbs in and sits beside me, staring out the windshield.
"What's on your mind, sweetheart?"
"Nothing, just...i don't know."
"Tell me, J. I'm your best friend." I smile.
"I know that, I just don't know if I'm ready to tell you. You'd think I'm a freak or whatever."
"Did I think you were a freak when you told me you'd relapsed? Did I think you were a freak when Tenille brought me into your hotel room and I saw a bong and a few beer cans lying around? No. I would never think you a freak, J. Don't worry." I reach over and he pulls me onto his lap. "I could never think of you as a freak. Don't you worry your pretty blue head." I smile and kiss his cheek. "I'll always be here for you."

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Save Me, Ambrose
FanficYou could say I have a problem. It's called addiction and depression. They don't clash well. Smoking weed and drinking. Self harming. Bulimia. Anorexia. Suicidal thoughts. You'd never expect that from a straight A student. You'd never expect that...