The Fading Darlings.

Chapter Fifty.

When I got back to my dorms I was alone, and it was quiet. 

I turned on the tevlevison in my room and switched over to Netflix, a.k.a. where you can watch tons of movies for only 9 dollars a month! 

I put on the movie Virgin Suicides. I'm not sure if any of you have ever seen the Virgin Suicides, but I would defenitly suggest you to see it at least once in your life time. But because you may not have seen the movie before and you're probably not going to go watch it now especially because you know, you're reading, I'll give you a short summary of it. 

        There's the Libson sisters, five of them. The youngest sister committs suicide, the family is destroyed but are coping. One of the other sisters makes a huge mistake; which you can find out for yourself when you watch the movie, I don't want to ruin the surprise, no one likes a spoiler. Oh and I almost forgot to menton that there are these boys who are obessed with the Libsons sisters, and they all become friends and try to run away. Well, the night they all plan to make their escape the Libson sisters do the shockingly unimaginable. 

That was probably the worst summary ever, but you should really see that movie because it really changes your perspective on life, and yourself. Go find out what the Libson sisters did when they make their...escape.

I finished a few of my favorite movies within a few hours, like six hours of just straight sitting on my ass watching movies, it's a lazy good night. 

David, Mariah, Bre and Ryan should be getting home soon from warp tour, and that's when I felt my phone buzz. 

A status made by Mariah tagging David. 

"Had so much fun at warp tour with this stud (; He saved me when I almost died, thanks bud, I'll do anything to return the favor." 

What the hell? I mean, she has a baby, a boyfriend, she's graduated and she's flirting with my boyfriend? Who does she think she is?

I was going to brush this off though, I wouldn't want David to think I was some physco girlfriend who gets jealous easily. 

But still....can't she control herself? Or maybe this was his fault? God Mary stop thinking and looking into it, is what I told myself.

And that's exactly what I didn't do, next thing you know I looked through their pictures from warp tour together, she was standing awfully close to him, not to flirty though. 

It was whatever I guess, I just turned off Netflix and decided to go to bed, life's not to fun right now. 

 July 20

I felt like I was sleeping for days, maybe because I really was?

I did, I slept for four days straight, nothing else, I didn't even eat! I rubbed my eyes and looked around my room, nothing, no one. Was I in a coma or something?

I looked at my phone and must have had over twenty texts from David, three from Paul, One from Shane, and nine from Vince.

I read through all of them, nothing to special other than "Where are you, how have you been, what's up, multiple heys and question marks. Though Shanes message did stick out to me a bit.

"I'm going to get to the bottom of this, we are going to be crystal meth baby girl, crystal meth."

What the fuck does that mean?

I ignored it though. I got out of my bed for the first time in four days, and didn't keep my balence very well, I almost fall back in, my legs hurt so bad from not doing anything.

I walked to my bathroom already missing my bed. I miss my bed.

I combed through my hair and washed my skin. I had smeared mascara all over the place, thank god no one was smart enough to find me in my room. I brushed my teeth, just waking up from a four day sleep didn't smell to sweet.