Blythe's P.O.V.
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"Wait, you thought Blythe was a fu.cking jun.kie?" C.G.'s angry voice brought me back to their conversation.
Of course, he did. You guys always assume the worst of me.
"She looked tweaked out," Karma replied tightly. "I wondered if maybe... and then Nikki said she saw her taking pills."
Somebody scoffed.
"Makes sense though," Psycho chimed in. Great, he's here too. "I mean, why else would she run away from her rich husband and daddy? Not come to us? Hide in some sh.it-hole apartment in a sh.it-hole town? Drugs ain't exactly out there."
"This is Blythe we're talking about," C.G. said, and my heart nearly fluttered.
"Yeah, well, we don't know her as well as we thought we did," Psycho bit out.
"Or maybe you fu.cking
