Chapter 6
They say when you're put on this Earth, that there's a guardian angel assigned to you. You never know when they come to your rescue, but they will eventually, they'll be with you.
Whether they come when you're baby, a young adult, or even an elder. They will be with you.
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Cody watched as the British girl sobbed. He didn't know if he should go, and comfort her, or just back away and give her the space she needed.
He decided to go and comfort her, for if it was him, he would want the same to be done.
Sitting down, he gently pressed a hand on her back. Layla tensed up, and shot her head up.
"Who is it?!" she exclaimed. Cody raised his hands, to show he was harmless.
"It's alright, it's just me. I wouldn't harm a fly, "he smiled a bit. Layla didn't know why, but she felt safe around him, he was the first person who actually seemed to care.
"OH, "she whimpered, throwing herself into his arms. "I don't want to be like this anymore Cody. I came to get help, and all I can do is think about sex!"She continued to cry.
"Shhh," he calmed her. "Look, we weren't made to be perfect, that's why we're here. You have nothing to worry about, you'll get through this, and I'm going to help you."
And strangely, even though she didn't know him very much at all, Layla trusted Cody's words.
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Jeff and Randy sat on the floor after the finished the small bag. Phil didn't really know what it was supposed to do, so he just watched them.
"Are you guys alright?"He asked. He saw their eyes were bloodshot red, and that they were being sluggish.
"I'm mellow man, you should've done it with us, right Randy?"Jeff spoke.
Randy was unresponsive, as he grabbed at the air, then became frustrated when nothing was there.
"Dude, he's hallucinating! I thought it was supposed to calm your nerves, "Phil said as he checked for a pulse. It was very rapid, which made him nervous. He ran a hand through his long black hair.
"Marijuana, doesn't make you hallucinate, just dull you're senses. Besides, isn't he a schizo?"Jeff stated. Now this usually wasn't in his nature to not care for someone, but the drug affects were taking over his body and mind.
"He must be going through an episode, "Phil said. Jeff raised an eyebrow to show confusion. "It means he's going crazy right now," he explained further.
"What do we do?"
"Just let him ride it out, and stay away I think. We don't need to make him go further into it, I wonder if he has any meds?" and with that, Phil went searching.
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Torrie fluffed her pillow and began to tuck herself in the bed. It was getting late, and she was getting tired.
Maria and her had gotten to know each other, as well as what was inside the house, and they were worn out.
When they came back, they saw that the room was divided into two separate places. One side was huge and had all of Maryse's stuff on it. The other was relatively small and Maria and Torrie's stuff was messily placed on it.
"I hope you understand, but I just can't be seen with the likes of an emo **, and one who's too skinny to have a curvy bone on her body, "she snootily said.
Torrie's fist clenched at this, but once again Maria came to the rescue. "It's not worth it. We're here to better ourselves, not listen to insecure little children, "Maria said.
Torrie nodded and began unpacking her things, and soon enough they were all off to bed.
She tossed and turned in her sleep. It was becoming a struggle for her, mostly because she was dreaming of a nightmare.
"Torrie, darling you're pajamas; they're not on correctly, "the dream voice spoke. The person had a deep voice and deep emerald eyes.
The young girl just lay down, shutting her eyes tightly, as she heard her clothes being undid.
A tear fell down her cheek, and she awaited what started to be a continuous routine, until she was 9.
"Please God, help me," she whispered and prayed.
Shooting up in her bed, Torrie gasped heavily, and looked around. Covered in sweat, she realized morning had arrived, and Eve was sitting on the edge of her bed.
"Are you okay sweetie?" the younger girl asked.
"Yes, I'm fine. What time is it?" she asked kicking the cover off of her.
"It's a quarter till 9. Miss McMahon wants to start with you, "Eve told her.
"For what?"
"Well because, it's time for your personal therapy session."
End of Chapter 6
That was Amy with the awesome chapter 6 I will be back with chapter 7
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Take it easy
Matt