I ran up the stairs and fiddled with our door handle before realizing I was turning it the wrong way. I finally slammed it open and walked straight to Preston's bedroom where he stood by the window looking out of it.
"I'm gunna ask you once..." I said getting his attention, "Why did you have my pills?"
Preston looked down, "I dunno."
"Don't lie to me. You were selling them, weren't you?" I asked.
Preston rolled his eyes, "It doesn't matter-"
"Preston how could you?!" I yelled.
"Look, the pills help them relax-"
"Help who relax?" I asked.
"The guys I'm selling 'em to." Preston said, finally looking up at me, "I'm sorry, I'll pay you back if you want."
"No, I don't need you money. Just d-don't touch them anymore." I muttered shakily and walked out of his room and into mine.
I shoved the bag of pills into my drawer and walked over to my desk, checking the small wooden box where I keep my spare money and important stuff at. I pulled out my anxiety pills, shaking the half empty bottle then shoved it back into the box.
"I swear to God..." I mumbled, opening my door then yelling, "Touch my pills one more time and you'll lose a finger!"
These pills aren't cheap, and dad constantly reminds me. I can't ask him for more he'll be way too mad. I guess I'll have to skip a few days and make them last.
AN: the chapters super short BUT i'll update a few more chapters tonight! and this chapter is dedicated to manicpanicmuke, thanks for the support and im so sorry ive been gone forever ILY ILY ILY
