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Chapter 75 [Mickey] Is it Just a Dream? *

Quick update? I KNOW RIGHT?!

        We wait immpatiently for about a little under an hour, before Blaze is down from the high of heroin. I'm so terrified for my best friend. I kiss his cheek and his glazed droopy eyes connect with mine, before Juliana pulls him into a tight hug. I'm so scared of what's going to happen to all of us, that I'm in a weird kind of daze as we all leave the room and walk down the hallway. Jace takes my hand to keep me with him, probably realizing how spaced off I am. I can't help it. It's like I'm waiting to be murdered with my group of friends and nothing could make this night better, until we make it into the living room and notice a lot of people are gone.

     We all can't help but feel confused and frightened when we see blue and red cop car lights out front, knowing we're all getting caught for drugs and alcohol with minors, as we start to head toward the back. Until I stop.

"No, guys. . ." I suddenly exclaim, everyone turning to stare at me. "I have a really weird feeling..."

"Mickey, come on." Jace's voice is deep and still upset. 

"TESSA?" Spencer questions as we notice her walking into the room. "I told you to--"

"Oh shut up. I came in from around back. Nobody's there. Let's go..." She starts to say.

"Yeah. We need to get out of here," Spencer softly lets out as I glare at them and turn around. I walk towards the front door and they all call after me as I push past some kids and make my way by them. I stare cautiously outside and hear screaming from a guy.

"LET ME THE FUCK GO," A guy is yelling, and swearing, as suddenly my heart drops.

"Mickey wait up," Blaze calls from behind me, as I dart down the steps through the fog machine smoke. "Mickey!" 

BROCK. BROCK. BROCK. BROCK. BROCK.

Suddenly he looks over in our direction and punches a cop in the face, darting over to us as I scream in horror, until a group of cops tackle him to the ground.

"I'M GOING TO KILL YOU GUYS," He threatens us, as I turn to catch my friends all standing at my sides. "REAL TALK, YOU'RE ALL COMING DOWN WITH ME!"

"Kick rocks, you fucking PRICK," Jace shouts out at him, as I break down into tears.

"Hey, it's alright," Tessa whispers from beside me, putting Brock in handcuffs as my friend pulls me into a tight hug.  "We're okay now."

"B-b-ut Janel!" Juliana gasps in complete fear, as I suddenly look in the back of a cop car and realize it's her.

"Oh my god," I anxiously and happily mutter, widely smiling. "We are okay..."

And my best friends all look to the cop car and notice Janel sitting inside, along with Brock getting up in handcuffs, several police men throwing him into the backseat. It isn't long before the sirons are turned on and they drive away, as we all cautiously stare at one another.

We suddenly hug each other like crazy, realizing this might not be the worst night afterall.

I smile up at Jace and tightly hug him, expecting a kiss as he pulls away when I don't even expect it at all. "What's the matter?" I softly ask him, as he looks away from my eyes and shakes his head.

"I'm so sorry I put you all in danger," he mumbles as I hold my breath. "I can't be doing this to you."

"But it wasn't your fault. None of this shit was," I try to argue with him as he takes my face between his hands and stares deeply into my eyes.