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he was affecting me. Even if I felt more paranoid than ever before, knowing he wanted to send me over the edge. I had lost Noah in the crowd but found Zac and Ava, who seemed to be having an intense discussion.
    “You guys trying to solve world hunger?” I asked as I reached them, trying my hardest to act normal.
    “He has a problem with me sitting on someone else’s shoulders,” said Ava rolling her eyes.
    “Oh yeah, that’s right, I don’t enjoy seeing my girl wrapping her thighs around another guys head,” said Zac.
    “She’s getting into the festival spirit,” I returned with a shrug. “Lighten up.”
    “How about you stop lightening up?” snarled Zac, his eyes burning into me. I knew he blamed me for so much and I knew this one was apparently my fault.
    “Don’t blame her,” said Ava, starting to walk away.
    “I’ll go and shove my junk in a girl’s face then,” called out Zac, earning a few looks and laughs. “That cool?”
    Ava stopped walking away, turned back and laughed. I watched Zac try to hide a smile as he looked over at her.
    “You wouldn’t dare,” she returned with a smile as she started to walk away again. I watched him look her over in appreciation and I took in his smile. He hadn’t stopped smiling since he had been with Ava. It was still sometimes so foreign to me. “You guys are weird,” I mumbled.
    “It’s called love,” he said, starting to follow in Ava’s direction.
    “I think I just threw up a little in my mouth,” I said as I followed him.
    “You should try it, smart ass,” he said.
    “Whatever.”
    “While we’re on the subject, what are you doing to Will by the way? Stop fucking with him.”
    “Will is a big boy,” I returned.
    He stopped and faced me. “He may be. But you’re fucking with him. Janey. If he was doing this to you, I’d have his balls. You keep at this new life of yours and you’ll lose him forever.”
    “We’re not going to live happily ever after Zac, you all need to get your heads around that fact,” I said.
    “Then come out and fucking tell him that so he can move on,” he said, reaching Ava and putting his arms around her as she laughed. I was forgotten as they kept walking, with him whispering things into her ear and making her squirm.
    Will.
    The only person on Earth that had the power to break me.
    There were reasons I was keeping my distance from him, some of them my own. I needed to move on from him. End of story. But I didn’t think I had it in me to do it completely just yet. I was working hard at giving the impression that I no longer cared but no-one knew that I secretly yearned to be in his arms again. I wanted to be crazy with him, and only him. He needed to find someone else though; a girl who would think of him more times than they would think of themselves, someone who would make life happy and easy, not troubled and hard. That was what his mother had said anyway.
    Within my first week of rehab, she had appeared as a caring visitor. I had only met her once before in all the years I had known Will. To say I was surprised by her visit was an understatement. She had played the doting family member well in front of the carers, but I was the only one that got to see and hear the real, vindictive woman that was carefully buried under her immaculate appearance. I was to leave Will alone and let him live his life. Her family had no time for a mental case, as she so eloquently put it. At the time I was medicated up to the eyeballs, my body heavy; a shell covering the person inside. I wanted to scream at her, to lunge over and scratch her eyeballs out, but my shell was numb and lifeless, just like she wanted.
    Maybe she had looked closely and had seen the fire in my eyes because she promised she would have me committed to a mental institution if I didn’t comply. She had friends in high places, including the medical board, and there was nothing she couldn’t get done. She left me that day, like a smiling assassin, taking