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Clay and Elizabeth Jensen had decided to wait to discuss the Oxycodone with Justin Foley until the morning and that Elizabeth would be the one to do it. Clay had taken a shower, but Justin was still sleeping. The girl sat on Clay's bed, staring at the prescription bottle in her hands, wondering how she could have let this happen to Justin. She thought he was clean.
Justin rolled over and opened his eyes. He smiled when he saw his girlfriend, but it soon faded when he noticed the sad expression on her face. "Babe, what's the-"
"What the fuck is this?" Elizabeth held up the bottle.
"Did Clay go through my stuff?" Justin looked pissed off as he sat up.
Elizabeth shook her head. "I did." She let out a scoff before speaking again. "But, you don't really get to be upset. You just to tell me why the fuck you have an Oxy prescription in the name of Bryce Walker hidden in your shaving cream bottle."
"How'd you even know."
"You use electric."
"Fuck."
"Are you fucking using again?"
Justin's eyes widened. "No."
Elizabeth frowned. "I don't know if I believe you, Justin."
"Eliza, I'm not. I swear."
The girl looked back down at the ground and shook her head. "You told me that the last time you saw Bryce was at the end of summer. But this," she pointed to the date on the bottle, "is from a month ago. Why'd you fucking lie to me? Did he sell these to you?"
Justin sat up on his knees to look her in the eye. "Babe, you've got it all wrong."
Elizabeth chuckled. "Then please, enlighten me. Where the fuck did you get these?"
"At the Chatham House." Justin grabbed a shirt from his floor as he answered her. "At the funeral."
"Don't lie to me."
"I'm not." Justin stood up and took a hold of his girlfriend's hands. "It was when I told you I was going to the bathroom, but it was just that once." Justin could tell that Elizabeth was not believing him, and he sighed. "It was just that day. Bryce was dead, and I was all fucked up. And I just went to look for a place to chill, and suddenly, I was in Bryce's room, and it was fucking with my head. I just felt empty and messed up and alone."
