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the studio, I didn’t see much of a point in making myself pretty.
    Oddly enough, the media was understanding about my problem and left me alone to grieve.
    “ The band bugs me and wants to spend time with me, but I can’t. I wouldn’t be able to meet you here, nor host Logan. At least they don’t try to come here, and I hope it stays that way.” There was another party outside. How no one realized I had a party almost every night was odd. My bank account was slowly draining, but it really didn’t matter to me at all since all I wanted was my brother back.
    “ I’m proud of you, baby girl.” I closed my eyes because I knew he would disappear now, and I couldn’t stand it. I tried to convince myself that he would walk out of the room and come back the following night when we were supposed to meet. After he left, I usually went outside to either have a drink or find a guy I could get laid with.
    Sex was rare, only when the pain of Nick leaving again was so hard that nothing could numb it. Most of the time, I didn’t remember any of the guys; they didn’t matter. They just helped me hang in there. Sometimes, I didn’t even finish, but the feeling of a warm body against mine was good enough for me.
    It had been seven months since Nicky had officially gone---that was how I liked to refer to it.
    It was December and Christmas was around the corner, not that it mattered. We usually spent it with Megan and her family, and I took a break from the girls.
    I had no desire to celebrate it without him, which meant I was staying home. Here, he would be with me, and who knew? Maybe he would say more.
    Usually, one dose daily was enough for me. It was enough to numb the pain and look forward to the next day.
    Logan made sure to warn me I should stop this shit, because it wasn’t easy to find and people would talk.
    I mostly agreed with him, but today, I decided to make an exception to the rule.
    Tonight I was on an edge and one dose wasn’t enough. I wanted more time. I didn’t care if it was a repetition of the same thing; I wanted it again. I took out one more dose and sat down on the bed and lifted it to my nose, inhaling.
    God, it was good. I closed my eyes and let the feeling wash through me, smiling because I knew I would have the joy to see him twice tonight.
    Suddenly, the door opened, crashing into the wall, and I froze.
    In the doorway stood Sam, Ariel, and Jane. All of their jaws were dropped and they stared at me in disbelief. Our eyes were locked for several seconds before Jeremy entered the room.
    He took in the scene—the room with closed curtains, lit only by a small lamp, clothes scattered everywhere, as I hadn’t let anyone in here ever since I started doing drugs, and finally at me, holding onto my dose.
    The last part made him finally react.
    “ Are you out of your fucking mind?” His roar was so loud I had to cover my ears.
    He came closer, trying to take my last dose away, but I knew they wouldn’t let me see Logan after that. It was my last chance to see Nicky again, and I wasn’t about to let anyone take it away from me.
    “ No, don’t touch me!” I stood in the corner between the wall and the bed, as they all watched me. I didn’t care for their expressions.
    I needed to protect the dose. I needed to protect Nicky.
    “ You can’t take it away from me.” My voice was hoarse and my throat dry.
    “ Bella, you are fucking using, and you want me to let you go on with it?” Jeremy’s voice was filled with anger and sadness. I tried to concentrate on the anger, because it was easier to fight him then.
    The idea that I brought pain to them didn’t sit well with me.
    “ No, I’m not using!”
    “ Then what the fuck do you call all this shit?”
    “ Jeremy!” Jane raised her voice slightly, and I could hear worry in there, but he snapped at her.
    “ No. Have you seen the house? And those people? You told me she was fine, that I shouldn’t interfere and let her grieve. Did any of you know