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15-pop pills

Christian's POV !!

The world felt peaceful and it seemed as if everything I wanted could be placed into my hands with a click of my fingers.

As if feelings never mattered.

As if I were numb.

Maybe I was numb. I mean, I couldn't really feel my fingers. My legs wouldn't move unless I properly focused on them.

Everything that Mitchel was saying to me right now was blurry. I couldn't even make out the movement of his lips.

Was he even talking?

And I'm pretty sure for a second I saw clinton standing in front of me. Or maybe he was.

Was he?

"Kras get it together you dumb fuck."

Clinton was definitely stood in front of me. And he seemed mad. Was he mad? Maybe he was smiling and my brain was telling me otherwise.

"For fuck sake Mitchel-"

He didn't stop talking but I couldn't be bothered to listen. I'd just listen later. I'm pretty sure he'd still be going on by time I'd just taken a little rest.

Right?

I closed my eyes for just a minute until somebody shook me awake.

When I opened my eyes I was no longer at the club. I was laying on my bed. Staring at the ceiling.

"Kras?"

My eyes moved around the room until they found Jordan. She was sitting beside me with a gentle smile on her face.

"Hey." She spoke as I sat up.

I rubbed my eyes before saying, "how did I get home?"

She sighed a little.

I genuinely had no idea how I did get here. One minute I was just resting my eyes and then...

Oh shit.

"I fell asleep at the club. Didn't I?" I said as I sat up beside her.

"More like passed out." She laughed.

"Fuck."

"Kras?" She said as she turned to me.

"Why did you do it? Why did you take pills? especially after everything that went on recently?"

Whenever Jordan asked a question, she knew the answer. She was just trying to hear it come out of my mouth.

"The other night when isabelle came in to my room I told her that our 'almost kiss' was just a spur of the moment." I mumbled in almost a whisper.

"It wasn't a spur of the moment Jordan. I'm falling for isabelle and she doesn't even know. She can't know." I continued.

By now, Jordan had a smile on her face.

"What? Why are you smiling?" I asked.

She let out a chuckle before standing up and moving towards the door. Before she walked out, she turned back to me and said "i never expected you to actually fully admit it. gosh you really are falling."

And then she was gone.

She just set me up.

"Jordan!" I got up and ran out of my room without a second thought.

I ran down the hallway towards the stairs and almost bumped into Clinton. He followed behind me, trying to find out why I was running, but I continued down the stairs.

When I got to the bottom I went towards the kitchen and spotted jordan standing with Jesse and Mitchel.

"Jordan Kelsey knight." I warned.

She didn't look at me but I heard her laugh.

"Don't laugh! And don't say a word!" I continued.

If she told mitchel, he would tell clinton and Clinton would tell Jesse and Jesse would tell pat and pat would tell zoe and Zoe would skip Nora and tell isabelle straight up and then Isabelle would go back and tell nora and Nora would scream it at the top of her lungs.

And I wanted to tell her first.

"Don't say a word about what?" Clinton intervened grabbing hold of my shoulders and raising his eyebrows.

"Bloody hell." I whispered to myself.

"What's got you all stressed out?" Mitchel asked with a smirk on his face.

Please lord tell me she didn't already spill.

"Just mind your business, yeah?" I spat, pushing Clinton's hands off of my shoulders.

Mitchel lifted his hands in surrender and he looked a little taken back by my attitude with the two of them.

"Calm down, dipshit." Clinton muttered.

I didn't mean to be rude to them but they were being too nosy for my liking.

Sighing, I sat down on the chair beside Jesse and rested my head on the table. I had not long woken up and I was now ready for bed again.

"Kras, you know you can tell us anything. Right?" Jesse comforted.

I lifted my head to look at him and a small smile appeared on his face which I returned.

The decision as to wether or not I wanted to tell them was difficult but I eventually decided...

Fuck it.

"Well," I started, lowering my head a little. "I may have just confessed my feelings for i-"