P S Y C H O •zuckles•

3.2

I have grown to hate it here, I don't even know who to trust anymore. I'm even suspicious of my childhood friends possibly backstabbing me. I felt like nothing has been the same the same entire month, Cameron and I have a hard time having a full conversation, it's hard to even be in the same bed as my son let alone the same room, the guys haven't even talk to me really since the incident happened - I feel dissociated from reality.

each day it just feels like a dream and even when I do wake up in the morning that feels unreal as well. I don't know what to believe anymore when I feel like my entire life has been full of lies.

"Good morning sunshine" Mason rolls over wrapping his arms around me as he borrows his face and to my neck. I felt disgusted, I am in love with the mason in the beginning not just Mason. I guess he's always been like this though, he just kept it a secret from me till now.

"Good morning" I reply.

He sets up a bit and kisses my temple then proceeds to get out of bed and get dressed. " I have to go out with the guy shopping today I'll be back around 3 o'clock okay?" he buttoned his pants and gives me another kiss on the forehead, before leaving with some of the guys.

lI decided to stay in bed a little bit longer than I normally one just taking in the surroundings. Even though I've lived in here for almost a year now as of right now this room still feels new to me. I always think about how different my life would be if I had not moved to New Zealand. I never would've met Cameron. M New Zealand. I never would've met Cameron. I would still be that quiet shy kid with no friends. My dad wouldn't of gotten in a car accident. My dad could've made a cure for my mom's cancer. I wouldn't be stuck inside this house. I wouldnt of gotten sexually assaulted.

I wouldn't be losing my mind right now.

and for what? To be with some guy?

I am leaving.

Ripping the sheets off of me, I went over to my dresser and started shoving clothes in my suitcase. I looked up and seen myself in the mirror, why did Mason not tell me?

Its as if I'm looking in the eyes of a ghost. My skin is pale or than ever, I have bags under my eyes, I looked as if I had lost 10 pounds or more, and my roots have grown out a lot compared to how much silver I have left in my hair.

Mason better not be trying to kill me too.

Zipping up the suit case I quickly went downstairs and made eye contact with Toby. "Leaving?" She said. I felt sweat start to bead on my skin "Um..." I hesitated to answer. "Its okay im surprised you havent left sooner, let me help you okay?" She gets up and walks up the stairs.

Can I trust Toby? Is she actually helping me? What if shes calling Mason right now telling him I - "Here you go" Toby snapped me out of my thoughts by giving me a drawstring bag. I grabbed the back and looked inside.

There was a wad of cash, six granola bars, and two big bottles of water.

" I would've given you more but the reason why the guys are out shopping is because we don't have much food but I'm sure with the money we can go somewhere safe and warm" toby hugged me tightly and pats my back "You better update me and I will cover for you"

I smile and nod and quickly run out the house and two seconds after theres a car coming straight for me. The sound of my body hitting the car scarred me more then my body hitting the car. I hit the ground and lay there.

"Dude what the fuck??" I heard Cams voice as people come out of the car. "I didnt know cunt im sorry, Pheonix?" I heard Mason get closer to me.

I opened my eyes seeing Mason crouched next to me and Cameron hovering over me. I closed my eyes and squinted hard before slowly opening my eyes again.

I wasn't on the road, I wasn't even in a hospital.

Im back in the apartment on the floor. Masons squatted next to me and Camerons hovering over me. But im back at the apartment when the guys were partying and Mason gave me a brownie.

Is this real or is my life flashing before my eyes?

"Pheonix you okay?" Mason waved his hand over my face, I began touching my body to see if I was hurt. "Oh great shes that zooted" Cam shook his head and sighed walking away "She will be fine" Mason says and I shoot up onto my feet.

I pointed at Mason "Y-You..." he looked at me confused and I turned to Cameron "and... and you!!" I felt confused. Am I in the past? Or is this the present. "How did I get here?" I said shaking "She is fucking goneee" Swagger said "You!" I pointed at Toby "You saved me". Cameron came over and grabbed my shoulders "What the fuck are you talking about?" He looked concerned.

I sat down and told them.

Every single detail of what happened, what I smelled, what I tasted, what I felt, what I seen - every single detail.

"Thats some trip..." Mason laughed "...How did you know about what happened with my ex?" He looked so confused I just shrugged and he got up and flipped the coffee table shattering it everywhere.

Mason stepped on some glass probably damaging his foot "You fucking Psycho how could you of possibly known that from getting a bad trip off of weed, how did you even trip that hard to weed? You must me some crack addict right? Or an annoying fan?" Cameron shoved him.

"Get the fuck out dude" Cameron shoved him out and I laid back in the couch.

Was this real?

thats it!

thats the end!

I hope you enjoyed and if so maybe there will be a sequel!

love you all and have a good day/night