Chapter 12: She Has No Idea

Six months went by and she still didn't have answers because her questions grew day by day. Stefan had to answer Elena's call since he owed her that much and more. She was usually confident in speaking and it wasn't known confidence it was how she was. Secure within herself and everything she did and now it was all gone.

"I have so much to say to you...I just don't know where to begin," The brunette spoke, fiddling with her car keys.

"Don't say anything at all. What I wanted to tell you was that I'm sorry. I acted horribly and shut myself off from my old life, friends, you and-"

"Bonnie." Elena took a sharp breath. "Ever since that stupid dinner, her and I haven't been the same and we can't go back to being just friends."

"It seems like it was easier."

She was going to regret asking this and the way she ran her fingers through her hair proved so. "That last-minute text you sent me, did you send her the same one or better yet you went to go see her person right?"

"Elena...I'm-shit, you're right. Bonnie didn't want to see me at first."

Her ears didn't miss the past tense for a second and was preparing themselves for quite the story.

Bonnie spent one of her Friday nights gorging on ice cream after a long day of teaching dance class. She really loved her job and how eager the kids were eager to learn. At her short stature she wasn't too far behind in height with them. However, after years of practicing her craft she mastered the art of stage presence.

Two weeks went by without speaking to Elena and she kept telling herself it was for the best. Distance is good, a thought she kept force feeding herself. She leaned on Caroline more for support these days. Her friendship with the blonde was never as close as it was with Elena but with time maybe it could be.

Not thinking about her would sooner or later turn into thinking about her; a complete 360. Then her other thoughts were about Stefan. The passionate night that they shared together was not supposed to happen and she should have known better to open Pandora's Box. When someone makes a person feel like that, they should be able to shout it out from the rooftops. Bonnie couldn't because it was so, so wrong.

So, she continued eating the last of her pint of ice cream and buried herself into normalcy.

Katherine slammed her white colored acrylics encrusted in small diamonds on the table. Her jumpsuit is ivory white and her hair is in a sleek ponytail that moves side to side at each one of her movements. Bonnie doesn't understand Gilbert's flashiness as they are only in a café. Maybe she wants to find a male suitor who was becoming more desperate by the day.

Caroline had been dressing more conservatively and it was because she felt like she had to since she was going to be a wife soon enough. And by conservative, it meant boring. A plain white blouse with dark jeans and her shoes were shoes and so not heels. Klaus for one loved her bright-colored fashions but they were wilting away day by day.

Bonnie kept it simple but cute with a hot pink blouse and light washed jeans. It was reflective of the season, which would soon become hotter than usual with the first day of summer approaching. Her eyebrows raised as the two talked.

"So, you and Elena's birthday will be coming up soon and I just want to plan something." The blonde watched Bonnie's doubtful eyes. "Small, I promise it will be the smallest thing I have ever had my hands on. Well, not exactly the smallest, there was Ben McKritick in the ninth grade."

Katherine concealed her laughter at the mention of the former teen's disappointing rub and tug and sat up straight. "What did you have in plan for us? Must I remind you that my birthday is a week long celebration."

"In Katherine-land, I'm sure you enjoy that 7 day celebration but in the real world, we celebrate birthdays once unless you'd like to age 7 more times," Caroline said in a strained voice. The twin's face distorted in horror at the possibility of an added seven years. So she sat there and pouted while Caroline went back to her plan in her usually optimistic voice. "We are planning a surprise-party-not-party-but-birthday-dinner."

Two heads looked at each other in complete, confused silence before one of them voiced their opinions of the clusterfuck of a plan.

"What?"

"Yeah, Care, as your lifelong friend this has to be the wackiest idea you've had," Bonnie added.

Caroline sighed, annoyed that they couldn't keep up with her speed of voice.

"I am planning a surprise dinner disguised as a surprise party, it's a completely different function."

"That sounds absolutely—"

"Perfect," Katherine interjected. "This is what she needs because clearly this party isn't for me. Should we bring gifts?"

"The party/dinner is meant to be an intervention, really. She may be a bitch these days but I want to know why. You know, she hasn't been the same Elena since her and Stefan's unknown breakup. And I'm calling it unknown because we still don't know why they broke up and it's crazy because they were so good together from what I saw." Caroline took a deep breath and put her face in her hands before bringing it back to her regular view point.

"I'm just really worried about her," She finalized.

Katherine stood up and put her usually cold hand on the blonde's shoulder and squeezed it. She too had trouble processing her sister's acute breakdown. Caroline weakly smiled and held onto her hand for support. They were going to have to blindside Elena and that meant everyone had to be apart of it. Then both of their eyes traveled to a quiet Bonnie Bennett.

"You are going to fuck this up," Katherine pointed at her, her tone dangerous.

The dancer coughed. "What? I'm not, you guys."

"You and Elena keep each other's darkest secrets, how could you not tell her?" The twin challenged.

"I'm worried about her too, this meeting should happen and it needs to, just trust me."

"Would you give her a heads-up if we got Stefan to fly out here?" Caroline tilted her head up in curiosity.

Bonnie scratched the back of her head. Nervous didn't even describe how she felt at the moment. The hairs on the back of her neck spiked out at the mention of his name and the possibility of him coming back.

For Elena, his return would be only for her to achieve piece of mind.

"No," Bonnie shook her head. "I wouldn't tell her even though it is a terrible idea this supposed party, but because she needs the help."

Both of them released their menacing glares towards the dancer and resumed their day without any complications.

...

It was a few days before Elena's surprise-birthday -dinner-party-turned-intervention. The name is a mouthful but no one has made any effort to give it a name. Something that awful isn't worthy of name, Bonnie concludes. She was lounging on the couch and for once not thinking about everyone else and their actions.

Her mind was blank as a canvas until Abby stormed in her vicinity. This was so not the time for her to be a conversational mother. Bonnie liked when they ignored each other's presence and where she silently blamed her for everything wrong in her life.

Don't sit down on the sofa next to me, Bonnie thought as her mother swayed around in her periphery. Abby did the exact opposite and what Bonnie least wanted and sat down, trying conjure up a conversation. Fuck.

"So, what are you planning for that girl's birthday this year? Mind you, I only know it's time of year since you go crazy over it."

And her, Abby wants to add but she decided to keep their talk light-hearted.

"Our other friend, Caroline is in charge of it this year. The only thing I have to do is get her to go without telling her it's a surprise," Bonnie told her.

"That actually sounds like the hardest job, I mean she's your best friend," Abby sighed.

Bonnie shrugged, failing to see her point. "Yeah, she is, what about it?"

"Nothing," the absentee mother pursed her lips and popped them as she spoke up again.

"You feel for her too much to keep something so secretive from her. Just saying."

Abby walked out of the room with a smirk and her words left Bonnie both confused and also doubtful that she could go another week without informing Elena of the plan.

"What do you mean you told her about tonight—hey watch the neck!" Caroline hissed to the person curling her hair while talking to Bonnie. Bonnie, who

"It's my birthday yet I'm doing labor for you," Katherine said to her.

"Hello! This party-slash-not-party isn't about you, no offense and I'm the host so I need to be looking my absolute best." The blonde shot back. "And Bonnie? Say something, please."

The dancer was startled for a second before she coughed in a halfhearted attempted way to show she was paying attention. Caroline and Katherine bickering in the background almost made what she did seem obsolete.

"Yeah, my mom got in my head and-"

"Abby? God, how would she even know?"

Bonnie pursed her lips in a fine line. "I told her and she thought it would be hard for me to keep it from her so I kind of told her that it was a meeting."

"And now my beloved sister is running around MIA literally MIA because we can't reach her," Katherine added.

"You both called her phone?" Bonnie inquired and soon sighed when they replied affirmatively that they rung the missing brunette more than once. She hung up and immediately prepared to head out to Care's place.

Despite her intense, yet annoying loyalty to Elena that got them here in the first place, Caroline gave Bonnie the tightest hug.

"I am so mad at you so much right now but I love you usually 99% of the time."

Bonnie laughed as they broke away. "I love you too, Care."

"I hate to break up the happy reunion but we need a plan," Katherine cut in coldly.

Caroline smiled and happily revealed the agenda happily. "Okay, since Stefan just got in his hotel which is conveniently near the clubs, we updated him on everything and he wants to join Operation: Find Elena and bring her back to face the consequences."

"What if she's off her ass when we find her? There'll be no meeting tonight," Katherine pointed out.

"Then we do it tomorrow, Bonnie, you following?" The blonde asked with a brow raised at the apprehensive expression on her friend's face.

Um, yeah, chase Elena, bring her back here, and nail her down for that confrontation, I'm going to get my head start while you all wait for everyone else to get here." She spieled before grabbing her keys and paced out of there.

"She barely reacted to my sister's ex being back in town," Katherine noted suspiciously.

"Something's not adding up, should we tail her?"

"Nah, let her be, we're not particularly looking for secrets tonight."

...

Bonnie knew it was reckless and poor planned of her to drive right to Stefan's hotel room. Once asking of his location, he sent it to her minutes. She waited for him to come out in the parking lot. He appeared before her and she, unnecessarily got out of the car to face him.

Stefan gave her one of his signature hugs that was so warm and cozy-feeling that even the beaches of South Beach couldn't compete. And just like how heat liquefies anything it touches, Bonnie melts into his arms. Her eyes shot open and she ended the hug hastily folding her arms.

Sharply, he moves her distraught face to meet his that was completely unashamed. Then he took a softer approach and caressed her face.

"Don't think," Stefan said before he leaned down and his lips grazed hers.

"We can't..." She sighed, not finishing her sentence. "Caroline might be following me and I can't risk another confrontation if she saw us-me, I would be rendered as all kinds of bad friends and I swore off of you, forever."

He looked apathetic and she rolled her eyes as she waited for him to join her. "Well?" She asked snappily.

"Here, I got something better you can ride in," He told her, tossing a key control in her direction.

Bonnie analyzed the design and looked up to see his smiling face. "You know this is one of my favorite cars, right?" Her eyes hovered around the parking lot and saw a shiny red convertible in the corner charging near the other luxury cars. He made sure that they were going to ride in style down South Beach.

In their attempt to find Elena in the heart of the city's nightlife, they were starting to head for failure. It was like the brunette just needed to remain unfounded tonight. The best possible outcome of this situation is that she took an Uber home in her drunken state and would soon wake up headaches and regret.

Sure, Bonnie should have never tipped her off in retrospect but interventions could be tough. She didn't anticipate her friend skipping it altogether and for a night of clubbing with God knows who. She's been out alone before and seemed to make it home safe but today was her birthday, so anything goes.

Stefan shadowed her, he didn't have to but he stayed behind Bonnie while she frantically looked for her vanishing friend. Several versions of "stay out of my way" had made him keep his distance but he had to make sure that she felt protected at the same time. He was almost like a bodyguard, had his state of defensiveness over the small woman not came from a personal experience.

In a frustrated fury, Bonnie put her hand on her and circled in the middle of the sidewalk. People maneuvered around her while Stefan leaned on a cement wall to cool off. Her not knowing where Elena was at that very moment sent her mind in a puzzled frenzy.

"How could you be so calm about this?" She stopped her anxious spinning to question Stefan. Her feet pointed towards his as her black heels clanking in his direction. "She could be anywhere right now all because she's acting out—avoiding her problems. Sound familiar?"

"You're over-prioritizing her right now. We've been pacing in the summer heat for the past half hour," He pointed out.

Bonnie frowned. "My best friend is missing because of something I said, of course I am going absolutely insane right now. She could be in the back of someone's truck or worse-"

Stefan grabbed her hand and guided it to her chest where her heartbeat rapidly beat. His eyes met hers, filled with great concern. Bonnie was on the brink of a breakdown but his touch did inspire some tranquility. Her lips part as their gaze becomes more intense.

Bonnie was the first to break it off, coughing like she always did. "That was-"

"Realizing that you're overthinking everything about Elena?" She gave a slight nod and slowed her walking to normal pace and took a deep breath.

"Caroline did say she sent her a text saying that she was fine and she's posted on her Instagram story already. I think we should give her space, don't you think?"

"No, Elena is desperate for attention and wants to be found, she deleted that story." Bonnie's face fell. "I checked while you were well, running up to bouncer's to show them her ID."

"What? That was like 15 minutes ago." The dark olive-skinned woman frantically began searching on social media for any signs of Elena posting. Stefan decided that going back to the car

"How do you even have her ID in the first place?" He asked while opening the driver side of the convertible for her.

"Uh, it's expired but we went to renew our driver's licenses and she wanted to throw it away but I said to keep it because of sentimental value that she didn't realize it had." Bonnie sat in the driver's seat and checked her mirrors before zooming off and continued to tell the story. "Anyways, we just thought it'd be better for me to keep it, cute story right?"

"You're a good friend,"

"I'm not," She responded firmly keeping her eyes on the road and glanced at him, smiling. "But you are for letting me drive your AM."

"Eh, so I've been promoted back to friend because of this car now?" He joked. "If I'd known that, I would have brought out the black Aventador that's collecting dust in my garage."

"I really hope you're not joking about that." Both laughed in unison.

Bonnie's phone rang in the cup holder and she picked it up and answered it. "Yo, what's up, Care?"

"Where are you guys?"

"I'm headed out of South Beach as soon as I make this right, where are you though?"

"Turns out that the bitch isn't even in there, she's in Town Square at a club called 'Thirteen' in all caps and the 'E's' are threes," Caroline informed over what seemed to be blaring music. "We just got in this one exclusive spot and Katherine is well…ranting about how we turned her birthday about finding Elena, so now we're trying to coddle her ego-Kol is with us too, by the way. I think he wanted to help and maybe see you."

"Oh, should I come b-"

Stefan took the phone from her and cut in, "Hey, Caroline, you all enjoy your night but our number one priority is finding Elena. Tell Katherine before she gets too blown that I have a gift for her and I'll see her tomorrow."

"I will, I'm so sorry you guys, bye, love you Bonnie."

"Love you more, bye!" Bonnie glared at Stefan after the the phone call ended. "You totally just intercepted that."

"I set up the GPS, we're headed to 'Thirteen'," He told her, ignoring her question that had an obvious answer.

Thanks to a random and convenient plug Klaus had at the club they were able to skip to the front of the line. Mysteriously their names were on the top of the list and it left people who'd been in the line for at least a half and hour and counting dumbfounded. Connection or not, the two would have gotten in based on their looks alone. Stefan and Bonnie made a very attractive pair.

"This is kind of rave-y," Bonnie commented, taking in the glaring neon lights and looked up and the seemingly endless ceiling. "God, are we at a rave?"

Stefan was thankful he left his jacket in the car otherwise he would stand out like a sore thumb. His black shirt didn't compliment the light though. "This used to be an office, my family owns so much real estate that I could probably teach a class on them."

"Like this club? That's really odd." Bonnie held onto him as they headed towards the bar.

"No, they sold it to whoever owns it now, but my father does own and has partial ownership of clubs around the city," He pulled a bar stool out for Bonnie and she sat down.

"So, what are you, like a secret prince or heir or whatever?"

"Princes own their Aston Martins typically and not rent them for the weekend, but I'll accept the title."

"Hi, sweetheart, what can I get for you," A red-headed bartender approached Stefan and chewed her bubblegum loudly. She looked over to see Bonnie with him. "...and the lady besides you must be your lovely girlfriend."

Bonnie corrected, "Friend, I'm just his friend." You were going to keep ogling him if I was though, She thought to herself suppressing an eye roll at the woman's face washing over with relief.

"I'll take a whiskey sour, on the sweeter side if that's not a problem."

"Oh, I'll make it just how you like, pretty boy," The bartender told him seductively. She turned towards Bonnie whose eyes were glued to her phone screen. "You?"

"Seltzer, no ice."

"Alright, that'll be right out for you,"

"What was that about?" Stefan asked, amused.

"I don't know, she seemed kind of thirsty," Bonnie shrugged.

"Maybe so, but you seemed kind of jealous."

Before Bonnie could reply in her usual sassy tone, the flirty bartender came back with their drinks. "Here, you go,"

Stefan took a sip of his drink and stopped the lady from walking back to the center of the bar with his voice. "I'm sorry, miss, I never got your name,"

"Oh," She twiddled with the ends of her hair. "Well, it's Sage,"

"I really needed to know the name of the woman who made this drink, Sage, because you made it just the way I like it."

Stefan propped his elbows on the table as he focused on her. Clearly, this lady cared deeply for his approval since she left her other customers for her co-worker to deal with. It made Bonnie really want to gag. She tuned them out by peering at the crowd and how they moved to bass. She wanted to step on that dance floor so badly and express her frustration throughout the whole night.

Then she spotted a brunette in a silver sequined mini dress dancing with a group of friends. It could have been Elena so impulsively she went up to the woman. When the girl faced her, she knew it was not her beloved friend.

"Ah, I'm so sorry I thought you were my friend, she has a dress just like this," She began to thread through the dance floor before the unidentified woman stopped her.

"Your friend, Elena, right? We had some weird bonding experience after, well she'll tell you, in the bathroom and switched clothes." Bonnie nodded and looked for her once more.

She put her hand over her head after 10 minutes of no success. If Stefan noticed she was gone he' be going through the crowd trying to find her and she didn't want that. Didn't want him to see she couldn't stand him flirting with someone else and that she failed to find Elena when she put them in this predicament in the first place. It seemed like God answered her prayers ironically when a voice called her name from above.

"Bonnie! Bonnie! I'm right here," She heard Elena say, who was clad in a mini skirt and tube top on the balcony.

"Elena, oh my God, we've been looking for you all night, please come down here."

"Are you sure?" The brunette giggled. "It's so fun up here and you came this far to see me, what's a few more feet?"

Bonnie knew she had a point and soon found herself running up a flight upstairs. They hugged and she expected her friend to smell like a distillery but she didn't. She didn't smell like cannabis either. There was a slight possibility that she was sober.

"I told Care I was fine earlier and I am. I was having a really bad day, stumbled in a few clubs but this is the one where I had the best experience," Elena said happily.

"What did you do?" Her tone was a little too happy for Bonnie's ears.

"I took a teeny, weenie pill in the bathroom an hour ago," The brunette revealed in a low, child-like voice.

"What would that be?"

Elena looked around before whispering in Bonnie's ear. "Molly."

"Molly?! Are you crazy, you're a nurse! They can drug test you randomly, this isn't worth losing your career over," Bonnie exclaimed.

"Shh, you're too loud, you think too much, I took some personal time off, so bye-bye random drug testing. This shit doesn't stay in your system that long anyway."

"So, how does this episode end?" Bonnie asked, with her arms crossed.

"It ends with you and I dancing until the sun rises, c'mon,"

Elena grabbed her reluctant friend's hand dragged her to the dancefloor and danced circles around her. She did the silliest dance moves to make Bonnie smile and then laugh. Still, she was very anxious about her friend's state of mind.

"It's just a little party drug, Bonnie." The woman still looked unconvinced. "Okay, today will be the last day I ever take it again and it stays between us, okay?"

Bonnie nodded. "Okay."

"Okay, dance with me," Elena started stepping towards Bonnie in some shuffle. Finally, Bonnie loosened up and reciprocated her moves in a semi-good mood again. A slower song came on and Elena cupped the shorter woman's face.

"You're the only person on Earth I want to spend my birthday with, I'm so glad you came."

'I am too,"

Then I realized she's right there

And I'm at home like, "Damn, this ain't fair"

Break up with your girlfriend

Yeah, yeah, 'cause I'm bored

"Ooh, I love this song," Elena stated while deciphering the beat and the perfect time to dip it low. She was dangerously face to face with Bonnie as their innocent, fun shuffling turned in two heated bodies grinding like everyone else on the platform. Elena moved up and down on Bonnie's leg before staying in a squat position on the floor and squeezed her tit. She bit her lip to stifle a moan, not that anyone heard over the music anyway.

The brunette climbed back up and embraced Bonnie, dipping her chin on her shoulder. "We can only give them a fantasy, the real thing will come soon. Wait on it." Bonnie turned around and rolled her backside against Elena's crotch. She jumped slightly when felt it being rubbed, she wasn't expecting her to admire it that much.

"Sorry, I'd kill to have your ass," The brunette revealed. "Have I told you, you're the hottest person here?"

Break up with your girlfriend (With your girlfriend)

Yeah, yeah, 'cause I'm bored

You can hit in the morning' (Hit in the mornin', yeah, yeah, yeah)

Yeah, yeah, like it's yours

I know it ain't right

But I don't care (Care, yeah)

Break up with your girlfriend (With your girlfriend,)

Yeah, yeah, 'cause I'm bored

"Is there another girl you find sexually attractive in the whole world other than me?" Bonnie inquired curiously as she bent forward to shake one of the few things her mom gifted her with.

"Right now, it's only you, Bennett."

Bonnie smiled and started to strut away before Elena pulled her back in, making her feel more desirable than ever.

Girlfriend, girlfriend, girlfriend...

Stefan stayed in the car as the club raged on for the next hour and a half. After talking to Sage at the bar, he realized that Bonnie left presumably in a jealous fury. But when he found her, he saw that she was having her own fun with Elena. Truthfully, the two of them gyrating and groping each other made him harder than a brick and the fallout of that was him relieving his erection in a pissy bathroom stall.

Bonnie: Meet inside club me n Lena too drunk happy 2 walk 2 AM

Stefan entered the club with the intent of escorting two drunken women out. He had one on each arm as they chuckled and held onto him for dear life.

"Excuse me, sir, do you know these two women?" A security guard called out. "Ladies, you had just paid a $400 tab, the least we can do is call you an Uber home."

"Know this man?" Bonnie asked, offended almost. "He's my hero," She finished dreamily, leaning on his shoulder.

"We used to date," Elena said bluntly.

The security guard looked completely baffled but gave them the OK signal and Stefan nodded.

"We are so talking about this tomorrow," He said as he opened their door and Elena fit in the backseat, stretching her legs out. Bonnie got in the front.

"I got to drive today," Bonnie bragged, in a sing-song voice as they were on the road.

"Yeah, and never again," Stefan added.

Elena got up to hug the back of the driver's seat and raked her hands along his chest. "Mmm, I missed you, daddy," She purred lowly in his ear. "Where are you taking me?"

"To my hotel suite."

"Ooh, what do you have planned for me?" Her hands grazed his biceps.

"First, I'm going to pick you up, throw you in bed, take off those heels because I know your feet hurt, and then-"

"Then what, you watch me strip down and get myself off again-"

"No, watch your fucking mouth, matter of fact lie down, I told you not to discuss that," He ordered.

"But Stefan," She whined but it fell on deaf ears since he kept driving. Left to her own devices she mumbled and soon fell asleep.

Bonnie couldn't stop laughing and saw that his face turned to a beet red as Elena spoke freely of their bedroom adventure. She was her best friend, so of course she knew bits and pieces of that particular story.

"She gets really horny when she's drunk sometimes, I could have sworn she was scared to face you a month ago," The semi-drunken woman said honestly. She gauged his stoic expression as he watched the road.

"Stefan," She reached out to him. "Don't tell me you're upset about that, it's just the three of us in here, it stays between us."

"I could care less about that, I was just making a point. What I'm upset about is you enabling Elena by getting drunk with her when you know she wasn't supposed to be there in the first place," He told her, disappointment laced in his voice.

"What?" Bonnie choked out. "I will take blame for tipping her off about today but I'm not an enabler, that's the last thing I will ever be."

"Sure you aren't, you just think you're being a good friend, and you are a good friend to her but it gets conflated with thinking you're doing her a favor by excusing her shitty behavior."

Bonnie began hyperventilating and squeezing her hands. "My mother is a recovering addict, Stefan. I can't be an enabler, I used to pray over and over again that she would choose me, me, her own fucking daughter over men and drugs," She wept and mascara stained her cheeks but she didn't even care because she's wanted to say these exact words to Abby her whole life.

"She can't get the thing she wants right off the bat so she has to seduce some man to get it, she had boyfriends all the time and I didn't get it until my Grams told her to stop bringing them around."

"Damn it, I didn't know that. I'm sorry I didn't mean to make you cry, please forgive me, baby, I don't want to see you cry." Stefan tried to placate her by squeezing her hand.

"No, these are happy tears," Bonnie shook her head as more tears fell from her eyes. Her throat her, she really fucking hated cries like this. She took a deep breath and composed herself.

"I have to tell you something that happened tonight and you have to promise not to get mad."

"What is it?" There was no promise on his end.

"Elena took ecstasy, tonight," She revealed. "It was before I even got there, it was already in her system."

"You have to be fucking kidding me…" He did a steep U-turn. "We just passed a Wal-Mart by, that shit needs to leave her system."

The woman almost broke out in tears again. "I know you just got mad at me all over again but-"

"Just check her purse, if she said it was a one-time thing then we detox her and that's the end of that but if she said that and bought then she used her credibility with you to support a new habit," Stefan told her as she grabbed Elena's purse.

"Oh, my God," Bonnie shrieked in horror as she held a bag of MDMA in her hand. She couldn't handle this and began hysterically screaming. Her mom being hooked on drugs was beyond her control but the fact that her best friend could be now and she had no one to blame was herself.

A/N: I intentionally wanted a Valentine's Day update but oh well, the last 2500 words were completely free styled and ironically the strongest part of the story. Also, 'break up with your girlfriend, i'm bored' by Ariana Grande inspired this fic so much lmaoo so I had to use it.