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“Okay, well let me tell Angie, and we can leave right away-“
“No,” I cut him off. “Don’t tell her. Stay for longer. I have a feelin’ it won’t be a good reunion. There are things I wanna try to get out of her before she shuts down.”
“She’d never shut down on you Karma. None of you,” he replied.
I thought so too at one point.
“Like I said, she’s different,” I muttered, hating how his words pierced my soul.
Tusk sighed heavily.
“Alright, how long?” he asked.
“Another two weeks,” I said.
“Fine,” he replied. “Text ya when we leave. Two weeks from now.”
With that, I ended the call. Now it was time to face my father. Maybe, with any luck, he l have no idea about Blythe.
“So, you gonna explain, boy?” Dad finally asked.
I’ve been here for a few hours now. Dad hadn’t pestered me about anything, so I wasn’t saying sh.it. Guess that’s over now.
“Just been busy,” I lied.
“Mhm,” he replied.
“When’s Mom coming back?” I asked him as I set a bag of fast food in front of him.
“Two more days,” he said.
Great, I have two more days before he finds anything out. Hopefully.
As soon as Mom gets here… it’s going to be game over.
“You throwin’ her a party?” Dad asked. “Or you just plottin’ a way for her to not find out about Blythe?”
Fu.ck. Me.
“You know, I muttered.
“Doc and Bones came to tell me a few days ago,” he said. “Knew that was why you were avoiding me.” I sighed and ran a hand through my hair. “They tell me that she’s different, stronger.” Dad continued. “Also said that you been havin everyone pretend like shes a damn ghost.” Here we go. “What the hell are you thinkin’ boy? She’s a fucking club princess. You cant treat her that way-“
“She isn’t a club princess,” I bit out, cutting him off. “She made her choice, and it wasn’t us. So l can treat her however the fuck I want.”
Dad shook his head in disappointment.
“You boys are gonna lose something special to you for a second time ’cause of your stupidity,” he muttered.
“Whatever, I said. “I have to go, you need anything before I head out?”
“Nope,” he replied. “If I need anything, I’ll call Doc or Bones.”
I knew he was pissed at me, but I couldn’t let him sway me. Our parents and the other adults were always too easy on Blythe. It made it harder for Angela to properly punish her daughter. I couldn’t let them sway me like they did with her back then.
So, I left and went back to the clubhouse. I was going to go talk to the guys and then Blythe when I heard shouting coming from the kitchen. I couldn’t make out much at first, but when I got closer, I caught the end of something Alex was saying.
“How dare you!?” Alex screeched.
Then I heard what sounded like a slap. Did she get into it with a sweet tart? Wouldn’t be Alex’s first time, but it would be the first time she had hit somebody. At least to my knowledge.
Suddenly, someone started laughing.
Hysterically. Not just anybody either. I knew that laugh. Hysterical or not. I knew it.
Blythe.
“Are you crazy?” I heard Everly ask, but I’d heard enough.
“What the hell is going on here?!” I shouted as I stormed into the kitchen.
Everly, Alex, Snapper, and Nikki were standing together, facing Blythe. Blythe was laughing so hard tears were streaming down her cheeks and her face and neck were red. It wasn’t happy laughter, and that kind of freaked me out if I’m going to be honest. Her cheeks look a bit swollen, and she’s bleeding from her bottom lip. I also noticed that she was back in that damn uniform.
Was she trying to run away? Is that why they’re fighting? Because they caught Blythe trying to sneak out? Fucking really? It hasn’t even been a full week.
“Blythe, why are you in that fucking diner uniform again?” I snapped at her.
Bly’s lips parted like she was going to answer me, but no words came out. Her eyes lulled to the side and I took a step closer to her. Is she fucking high or something? How the hell did she get drugs? When did she even start doing sh.it like that?
“What are you…?” I trailed off as I took another step, finally noticing the caddy of cleaning supplies on the floor. “Have you been cleaning?”
Why the fu.ck would she be doing that? Was she huffing cleaning supplies to get some kind of fix? Is that why she’s been so grumpy? Why she left her husband? Is Blythe a junkie?
“S-sor… I’II… get back…”
I looked up just in time to see Blythe’s eyes roll back, and her knees gave out. I dove to the ground, catching her right before her head smacked on the hard floor. I looked over her body frantically, expecting to see some kind of wound, but there was nothing.
“Did you guys see her take something?” I asked the girls.
Snapper and Alex shook their heads. Ev just stared wide-eyed. Nikki seemed speechless as well, but collected herself after a moment.
“I saw her pulling pills out of her pocket or something,” she said. “I was trying to confront her about it because I saw her take so many.
