Voodoo Doll

Chapter 4

(Lydia's POV)
I woke up the next day wishing I was dead. My head hurt so bad, and I was so nauseous it wasn't even funny. I felt like if I got up I would puke.

I pushed my body up slightly, leaning on my elbow. I looked around and realized I was in my room, in my bed. How did I get here?

I don't remember anything from last night besides looking for Austin and trying to take care of Molly at the same time. I don't even remember drinking. I looked around my room and gasped, Molly was no where to be seen. She was suppose to spend the night but she wasn't here.

I quickly searched my room for my phone. Where the hell is it? I found it a couple of minutes later by my window on the floor. Why the hell would it be there? After turning it on I received what seemed like thousands of messages and missed calls, all from Molly.

Instead of opening the messages I quickly called her, bringing the phone to my ear. Luckily she picked up on the second ring.

"Oh so now you wanna call back." Her tone was harsh and I can practically see her rolling her eyes.

"Where the hell are you?" I furred my eyebrows together.

"Me? Where are you!" She snapped.

"I'm at home, where else! Where did you go?" I snapped right back.

"I, am still walking home." She huffed.

"Why are you walking home?"

"Maybe because you left me." she let out a deep sigh of frustration.

"What do you mean I left you? I don't even remember leaving! Or drinking!" I began yelling.

"WELL YOU DID! AND IM STUCK WALKING!" She yelled right back.

I sighed before speaking again. "Where are you?"

"Mmmm, north street." She replied.

"Stay there, I'm going to pick you up." I added while putting on my shoes.

"What about your mum? Aren't you grounded?" Her voice got softer.

"Yeah but I'm still going, so stay there." I hung up before she had a chance to protest.

I quietly walked down stairs only to find I was home alone.

"Mum?" I called out to her. I got no answer In return.

I walked into the kitchen to find a note taped to the fridge.

I went out with Martha for the day, I won't be home until 6:30 I trust you will stay home since you're still grounded. Love you, -mum

I rolled my eyes. She's been out everyday this week. I glanced at the clock, it's only 8:30 in the morning. I grabbed my car keys and headed towards north street to pick up Molly.

20 minutes later I arrived. She was sitting by the stop sign, with her head in her palm scrolling through her phone.

I honked making her jump and look at me, annoyance clear on her face. I frowned when she climbed in the passenger seat and slammed the door to show how mad she was.

We drove back to her house in silence, for 15 minutes until I couldn't take it anymore and started speaking.

"I honestly don't remember leaving the party!" I cried out.

"Uh huh." Is all she could say while looking out the window.

"I didn't even drive to the party, how could I leave?"

"Don't act stupid Lydia! You left with Luke! I might have been drunk but I remember." She scoffed.

"Luke? Incase you haven't noticed, I can't stand Luke and he can't stand me so there is no way in hell I would go home with him, and he wouldn't have offered to take me either." I reminded her.

"Yeah well I'm not so sure anymore." She huffed.

Right then I got to her house, I slammed on my brakes and looked at her, shock in my face. "What do you mean you're not so sure anymore!"

"I mean I'm starting to think you do still like Luke!" She fired back.

I scoffed "why would you think that!"

"You wouldn't tell me about the messages you and him would Send to each other freshmen year, you were talking to him in the kitchen at the party and you went home with him!"

"Have you forgotten I have a boyfriend?!" I reminded her.

"You mean the one that's cheating on you with Jennifer?"

I took in a sharp breath and looked forward. Now I remember, I saw Austin leave a bedroom hand in hand with Jennifer. I let out a slow sigh. All these emotions were hitting me all at once. Anger from Molly and confusion from Luke, but the one that was hitting me harder than the rest was the one from Austin. My heart was broken and I had this huge lump in my throat. I wanted to cry and scream and break something but I couldn't.

"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said that. Just because I'm angry at you doesn't give me any right to hit you with that." Molly's voice was a soft whisper, I almost didn't hear her.

"It's fine." I choked down the tears threatening to spill over.

"Lydia, I'm really sorry I didn't mean to," I cut her off

"It's fine."

I didn't look at her while she climbed out of my car. As soon as I heard the door close I drove off back to mine. I was lucky mum wasn't going to be home until later so she wouldn't have known I left the house.

I walked through the front door and ran straight to my room, where I cried for what seemed like hours.