Everything Was Unreal (Edited and Revised Version)

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I wouldn't say drugs was something I was proud of getting into, but the tender touch I offered it was something offered to anyone. I wasn't proud of myself. I expected no one to be. But I'd seen myself dug deep into this pit anyway, I saw no hope of coming back.

Ignoring how strict my family was against hard substances, I poured out the content of weed and gazed down at it. My hands were troubling and my body needed it. As I stared on, second doubting whether to give in to my urges, my door flung open and a 6'2ft guy walked in.

"Ava, you can't be serious now. Drugs again?!" My brother's voice let out a frustration. He had reached out to grab the weed, but I had stopped him with a fast reflex.

"Don't touch it. I will stop, I promise." I gave my word, worried he would collect the bowl and show my mum.

"Why are you doing this, Ava? I thought we've spoken about this. Stay away from that Jeremy guy! He is a drug lord! A bad influence for crying out loud!"

Without wasting anymore time, my brother had the bowl grabbed and walked towards the door.

"Ben stop, you can't do this. I have told you I will get a grip of myself.... "

He had stopped walking and turned back towards me.

"How? You keep taking them. You aren't showing any sign of stopping!"

"Jeremy promised it would bond for eternity. He told me this was the only thing we could have in common"

My brother hated the name Jeremy. He hated the fact I was dating a criminal suspect, who was almost convicted for attempted murder. Others thought Jeremy was the Villain, but no prove was gathered against him. Jeremy loved me and cherished me like I have always wanted. His touches were one I wanted to feel and his jokes were evergreen. Though he raised his fist in rage, I didn't wish to care. I didn't want to care.

"Ava, do you value yourself at all? What do you see on that guy? Why can't you just see him for the criminal he is?"

"Jeremy isn't a criminal! He was wrongly accused!" I defended sharply.

"His girlfriend has disappeared for a long time with no trace on where she's gone. What makes you certain he isn't behind her disappearance?"

I shrugged my shoulders and ran my hands down my hair.

"As far as I know, she sent a letter to her parents stating she couldn't live in Holand anymore. There is a 70% guarantee she moved.... "

"Really Ava?! She moved without her belongings or cellphone. Who moves like that and leaves no trace? "

My brother was done with me. He'd sighed and stared down at the bowl.

"You are so gone, Ava. Not only do you have a bad character, you aren't ready to unveil this mask of deceit."

I said nothing to him. I had watched him turn the door knob and walk out. He wasn't the only one having a thing again Jeremy Slepis. Everyone did. I was so blinded by my feelings to understand. I didn't wish to believe I did something wrong. I was certain I made no wrong choice, offering my heart to a boy like him.

Tired of thinking deeply about this, I grabbed hold of my phone to call Jeremy.

"Hey, love!" I initiated, grabbing hold of my brown jacket.

"If it isn't the Ava, I cherish so much."

"Jeremy, I was thinking we meet at your place. My brother caught me again. I don't feel good at this moment...."

I had my legs slip into my shoes.

"Are you sure you do not want to move in with me? You've got to leave those old school family of your. They aren't worth your time at all."

"You know I can't do that. They are all I have got...."

"You've got me baby. Do not be boring, you're in college. Meet me at my place, you know cool off campus can be"  I smiled and hung up. I had scurried my way out and rushed down the hall towards the stairs. As I walked in a fast pace, I was baffled by the enteral voice again which stopped me as I stood before my brother's door. My eyes had fallen on the documentary book which he'd held, and glided through. It was the same spooky book I had seen a day before.

"Ava!" My brother called me with surprise, snapping me out of my thought. I stared up at him with slight confusion before walking out.

What exactly was in that book and why does it keep calling out to me?