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Fp POV:
Tell me this woman is not engaged again.
"Fp i-i I'm not even sure what it is?" She admits and I search her eyes for a hint that she's lying but she looks just as confused as I am. How does she get herself into these situations I'll never know.
"How can you not be sure? Did he give it to you?" I asks her probably a bit too forcefully.
"I don't know I've been doing a lot of things I'm not sure of lately" she replies shaking her head.
"Is he one of them?" I comment expecting her to shout at me for it but she just nods.
"I mean one minute we are sitting in a circle meditation and drinking this weird horrible concoction that tastes like...oh my god" she gasp clasping a hand over her mouth.
"What?" I ask not catching on.
"Weed, there was weed in it that why. That why this" she points to her ring, "and him and oh god" she rambles running her hands across her face in stress.

Alice POV:
I knew it, i was high. Otherwise I would never have let half the things that have happened happen. The ring for an example. Ok not sure if it's to promise me to the cult or Eddie but either way I'm not ready for that.
"Mom" I hear Betty's voice return to the hallway.
"Yeah just give me a second honey" I reply trying to figure out how the Hell it is that me and my 17 year old daughter have been doing drugs together.
"But mom Eddie-" she begins.
"Please just give me a minute" I snap hoping she will give me some time.
"Can you not jus-"
"I said give me a fucking minute Elizabeth" I finally fully snap and her eyes go wide. It has been a while since I had shouted at her, especially with all this hippy Alice stuff going on. Let alone swear, I can't remember saying anything past bastard in front of her since she was born and even then it was never aimed at her.
"Oh sweetie I'm sorry" I calm down a little seeing the shock on her face.
"You know what I'll be in the car" she scoffs turning away and walking off as I sigh.
"Okay let me get this straight, you were high when all this happened?" He clarifies trying to figure it out himself now.
"Stoned out of my mind" I reply recalling a few times I did feel it but I held it down to lack of sleep because the last thing I expected to be doing was drugs. And it had been so long since I had been high I forgot what it felt like. Everything was sort of blurred.
He seems to sigh in relief.
"So what does this mean?" He asks pointing to my ring and taking my hands in his.
"It means I'm obviously committed to someone else or something else and I better get to the car" I take my hands it of his cursing at myself for doing it but I have so much on my mind right now I can't add him to the list.
I turn away not able to look at his face I know is hurt and walk off to the car where everything is waiting for me.
"About time" Betty mutters under her breath as I get into the passenger seat. I choose to ignore it and focus on the view out the window until I feels eddies hand on my knee.
"You alright?" He asks and I nod but internally I'm shouting at him. What the hell is doing to me and my daughter? What business does he having giving us that stuff?
Normally I wouldn't care but it's the fact Polly is involved that I can't get past.

"Eddie is it okay if you stay at yours tonight, I have the worst headache?" I ask and he obliges kissing me before going into his house.
We all go to bed, even the grand babies who go down easier than usual today.
I toss and turn for two hours not being able to find a comfortable position or a state of mind where I can actually bring myself to sleep in.
I think back to the last time I actually felt In control, about three weeks ago with Fp. He always gives me a choice, never rushes me. He knows how to handle my constant insecurities.
So I do the only reasonable thing I can think of, sneak out of the house and drive to sunny side trailer park. For the well-being of my sleep schedule of course. I tap at the door softly on a hunch Jug wouldn't be home because it's Saturday night and he usually sneaks into Betty's room on weekends.
It takes a minute or so and I can hear crashing of some sort. He must have knocked something over on the way to the door I laugh to myself.
But when he finally opens the door a look of panic spreads across his face.
"Are you crazy? Jugs here" he whispers pulling me inside and quickly trying to lead me to his room.
"No he's not" I shrug him off me.
"I know where my son is, he's right" he looks over to the sofa and then back at me.
"It's Saturday, he sneaks into my house on Saturdays" I inform him and he sighs.
"And your okay with that?" He asks taken aback.
"Yeah I've come to terms" I nod yawning.
"Here come on" he says leading me into his room and I flop onto his bed tucking myself into his duvet and the warms spot he had laid in previously because it's still warm.
He puts his arms around me and I snuggle into him.
"Not staying with him tonight?" He ask stating the obvious, probably to gloat slightly that somehow I ended up in his bed.
"Nope" I shake my head and just appreciating the feeling I get around him.
We would both address why I came tomorrow but for now it's enough that I did.