Olivia was keeping to herself, practically hiding her head in her locker, making sure no one noticed her. She didn't want to attract any unnecessary attention. She remembered the last time she did that. Anyways, all of this was a one-time thing. Just something to take the edge off. It wasn't like she was going to go into a full relapse. Liv knew better than that.

Asher's voice came in from behind and startled her, "Hey Liv, you still doing okay?"

"Yeah, I'm fine," Liv said, worried he would notice any subtle changes. She even added a smile.

"You sure? You look a little different. Did something happen?"

"I'm fine, Asher."

"I could take you to an AA meeting later if you want," he insisted.

While she would have usually taken him up on his offer, she was getting frustrated that he didn't believe that she was fine. "I'm fine, Asher. You don't have to worry about me." She slammed her locker door and walked away from him.

Asher couldn't even begin to describe what just happened. Last night was bad. Like bad bad. Now Liv is complete sunshine and rainbows? Normally, she'd take him up on his offer to an AA meeting even if her cravings were mild. There was only one reason she'd ever react like this.

She was back on whatever she was before...

He didn't want to say anything yet. On the off chance he was wrong, Liv would hate him for not trusting her and that would be the end of them. But he knew he couldn't just let this slide by.

During lunch, Liv and Layla decided to meet up afterschool at the café to work on a class project. But she decided to go home and take a twenty-minute nap before going to meet up with Layla. She had been feeling tired and nauseated all day and thought a nap would do her some good. When she got home, she crashed on her bed, hoping the side effects would wear off when she'd wake up.

Layla had checked her phone twice in the last minute, waiting for a message from Liv. It had been over an hour and she still hadn't received anything! She tried calling and texting, but nothing. No response at all.

"Ughhh," she grumbled, slamming her phone on the table.

Asher had walked in the café to pick up some food at the register when he looked over to find Layla sitting alone. He paid for the food and walked over to her. "Hey, what are you doing here?"

Layla looked up at Asher and shrugged, "Liv was supposed to meet me here an hour ago but I guess she ghosted me."

"I'm sure she wouldn't do that without a reason."

Layla scoffed, "Yeah, right. Well I've been calling and texting her but she hasn't been responding."

Asher nodded, "Huh." There was a silent pause before he said he had to go home and said goodbye to her.

Liv woke up from her nap and looked out the window to see it was pitch black. "Oh shit," she said. She checked her phone and saw the multiple messages from Layla varying from concern to full-blown anger. She sat up and immediately texted Layla, apologizing for not coming and leaving her to do all the work. "Great," she said sarcastically as she flopped on her bed. Then she heard Jordan call her name from downstairs.

"Liv, there's someone here to see you. Liv!"

"I'm coming," she shouted back, silently cursing whoever wanted to see her at this time.

She walked down the stairs and into the kitchen and saw the 5'8 athlete who was conversing Jordan with his back to her.

"Asher," she called out.

He turned around. "Hey Liv."

She took two steps toward him. "What are you doing here?"

Asher tilted his head towards the dining area, far from any prying eyes and ears. She nodded and they walked towards the back.

"So what's up?" she asked.

"I just wanted to check up on you. I saw Layla after school at the café and she looked pissed," he said, emphasizing on that last point.

"I'm fine. I was feeling tired and wanted to take a quick nap before meeting up with her. But I guess I slept through the alarm." He didn't need to know why she was feeling tired, she thought. A lie of omission was better than a full lie.

"Look, about this morning..."

"Don't even worry about it. I know you were just trying to help me and I'm sorry that I took out my frustrations on you."

"I'm sorry too. Know that I will always be that one person you can count on. For whatever you need."

Liv smiled at him and the fact that his words meant more to her than anything else. "Thanks Asher."

"Anyways I gotta get going. Make sure my dad's doing alright."

She walked him to his door and said her goodbyes before shutting the door. She sprinted up the stairs and went inside the bathroom. She found the other half of the pill she had taken this morning and held it in her hand. Of course she knew the consequences of taking it but for once, everything seemed so much easier. As if all that pressure that was on her could now be taken off by one simple act. As much as she loved Asher, she knew talking it out with him would not fully solve everything. She looked in the mirror and found herself asking, "So what the hell do I do now?"

A/N: What did you guys think? Will Liv take that pill again? I hoped you guys enjoyed this chapter. Again, if you have any suggestions/advice to better my writing of Liv's relapse, please do send me a message. Thanks!