Addicted to Meth

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Chapter 27

Was my anger so irrational? It didn’t matter if it was; I was an irrational person anyway. I walked slowly down the sidewalk, my house just a block away now. It was still early, the sun had barely risen but people were out and about despite the cold. It snowed down on me and any other day I’d be smiling just for the snow. It seemed to add to my misery today.

So Keegan thought I’d said the three words because I was emotional and I didn’t mean it. I could get why he would think that but how could he brush it off like that? Like he’d heard it a million times from a million girls and was unaffected by the thought of me being in love with him.

Aw Hale, your thoughts are gonna kill you.

It was not until I’d reached my front porch that I realised the Elena was sitting on the steps. She got up and pulled me into a hug without a word like she’d just finished reading all my thoughts.

But the hug I was glad for. I hugged her back.

“What are you doing here?” I asked, pulling back.

“I came to apologise but no one was home so…” she paused and scanned my face, before saying, “what’s wrong?”

“What do you mean?”

“You have a face that says ‘I hate life’,” Elena analysed so accurately.

She was my best friend after all.

I sighed and walked over to the front. I searched for my key in my pocket before realising it was in my bag and finally opened the front door.

The two of us stepped into the warmth of the house. The jackets came off and we were on the couch in a flash.

“Why aren’t you at school?” I asked her.

“I told you, I came to apologise,”

So she skipped school for that? Typical Elena.

“I knew you’d be here,” she explained, sitting cross-legged, “I couldn’t reach you on your cell all day yesterday, so I called Lee and he told me how it was your mom’s birthday…”

She trailed off but I got the picture, time for a change of subject, “so that’s why you wanted to apologise?” I asked.

She shook her dark hair, “about Mark,”

I stared at her. She raised an eyebrow.

“The double date?” she reminded me, “the stunt he pulled after he got drunk?”

Oh…

I nodded, “right,”

She meant the hurtful things that Mark said when Keegan and the three of us had hung out together. I got it, he was drunk and he hadn’t meant it. So many things had happened after that, I had completely forgotten.

“So did you dump him?” I asked flatly.

“No…” she mumbled, “but I gave him a lot of grief.”

I didn’t doubt that, Elena was dangerous when she was angry.

“He feels so bad Hale,” Elena whispered, “he called you a couple of times too. He thought you were just ignoring him,”

I paused only a moment, the thing with Mark nothing compared to the misery all through yesterday and this morning.

“No sweat. I’m not mad,” I replied, the smile tiresome. Elena seemed grateful.

It wasn’t completely true though; I didn’t think I could ever be truly comfortable with the guy but I didn’t want to put Elena in that spot again. We were talking again and it felt good.

“Now tell me why you look like shit,” Elena leaned forward, all ears.

I took a deep breath, “I’m in love with Keegan,”

“And you’re sad because…?” Elena didn’t get it of course.

“I told him I loved him,”

Realisation hit her face but I knew she’d be off again, “oh honey… he didn’t feel the same way?”

“No,” I sounded almost hollow, “he said ‘cool’,”