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bartender for a beer. “I’ll let you get back to your evening. Just wanted to introduce myself. The foundation is important to me, so maybe we’ll have a chance to work together in the future.”
“That would be great. See you around.” I take my drinks and walk back to Devon, handing him his and settling in next to him again.
“You hitting on movie stars now?” he asks, sarcasm dripping from his voice.
“Oh yeah. You know me.” I’m really pleased with that interaction though. For one, I didn’t come across as a total idiot. And, it was the first time I’ve gotten to talk to someone in a professional way. They claim Hollywood is all about connections. Well, so’s the fate of my career, and it’ll be great to have someone like Nolan in my network. “He was talking about YOUTHelp and working on projects in the future.”
Devon rubs my back. “Sorry he brought it up. I know that whole thing is still bothering you.”
What? No, I’m excited. Why would the foundation bother me? It wasn’t the nonprofit’s fault Nat attacked me. Or was it?
Is the foundation a fraud too?
My heart breaks a little at the idea. Now that the thought’s crossed my mind, there’s no un-thinking it. Would they really take advantage of me—of Jared—like that?
Oh man, I need to regroup. This is supposed to be a fun night.
“I’m going to run to the bathroom real quick, okay?”
He leans his head back against the couch. “I’ll be here.”
“Are you sure we don’t need to leave? You look pale. What’s wrong?”
There’s the smirk again. What’s the joke I must be missing?
“We’ll talk when you get back. I’m okay. I promise.”
We’ll talk? Those are ominous words. I head to the bathroom with a million assumptions running through my head. No, we promised no more assumptions. We’re honest with each other now. Everything’s fine.
I push through the bathroom door and almost plow right into Lex.
“Sorry. There you are. I was wondering—”
I survey the scene in front of me. The women’s bathroom opens to a small sitting area, the walls covered in mirrors for unlimited access to makeup touchups. The bathroom stalls and sinks are separated by a glass partitioned wall.
Lex is nearest the door, and another woman sits on one of the armchairs, a small vile in her hand.
“Hey Livi. Look! I just met Mara. She was an extra on that show Werewolf Chronicles. Cool, huh?”
This is the same girl who was critical of all of Hollywood earlier, but I can see the inspiration for her new opinion. A small tray sits on the table between them, and on that tray, a small line of coke waits.
I shake my head, “Really, Lex? You couldn’t stay sober for one night?”
Mara laughs and Lex joins her. Screw it. I walk passed them to the furthest stall with the intention of getting out of here as quick as possible. Forget my hopes for a fun night of sibling bonding. As I wash my hands and leave the bathroom, Lex starts to speak, but I let the door swing shut, cutting off her words.
Doesn’t she get it? Hours ago, she describes her mother and everything they went through. And here she is, making the same mistakes? What the hell is it about these dumb drugs that people can’t make rational choices?
I find Devon, and before considering my words, I say, “Your half-sister’s snorting coke in the bathroom.”
I don’t know which makes me feel worse—my disregard for everything we’ve been through about drugs or the look of sheer hunger that crosses his face.
“I shouldn’t have brought it up.” I sit down next to him and comb my fingers through his hair. “Sorry. I wasn’t even thinking.”
“Want me to go stop her?”
Are you kidding? I don’t want you anywhere near free drugs. “No, no. I just don’t know what to do about her. How can she act like that after watching her own mother die from the same behavior?”
Devon’s quiet, and I know he’s taking this personally. He should. I saw the way he
“That would be great. See you around.” I take my drinks and walk back to Devon, handing him his and settling in next to him again.
“You hitting on movie stars now?” he asks, sarcasm dripping from his voice.
“Oh yeah. You know me.” I’m really pleased with that interaction though. For one, I didn’t come across as a total idiot. And, it was the first time I’ve gotten to talk to someone in a professional way. They claim Hollywood is all about connections. Well, so’s the fate of my career, and it’ll be great to have someone like Nolan in my network. “He was talking about YOUTHelp and working on projects in the future.”
Devon rubs my back. “Sorry he brought it up. I know that whole thing is still bothering you.”
What? No, I’m excited. Why would the foundation bother me? It wasn’t the nonprofit’s fault Nat attacked me. Or was it?
Is the foundation a fraud too?
My heart breaks a little at the idea. Now that the thought’s crossed my mind, there’s no un-thinking it. Would they really take advantage of me—of Jared—like that?
Oh man, I need to regroup. This is supposed to be a fun night.
“I’m going to run to the bathroom real quick, okay?”
He leans his head back against the couch. “I’ll be here.”
“Are you sure we don’t need to leave? You look pale. What’s wrong?”
There’s the smirk again. What’s the joke I must be missing?
“We’ll talk when you get back. I’m okay. I promise.”
We’ll talk? Those are ominous words. I head to the bathroom with a million assumptions running through my head. No, we promised no more assumptions. We’re honest with each other now. Everything’s fine.
I push through the bathroom door and almost plow right into Lex.
“Sorry. There you are. I was wondering—”
I survey the scene in front of me. The women’s bathroom opens to a small sitting area, the walls covered in mirrors for unlimited access to makeup touchups. The bathroom stalls and sinks are separated by a glass partitioned wall.
Lex is nearest the door, and another woman sits on one of the armchairs, a small vile in her hand.
“Hey Livi. Look! I just met Mara. She was an extra on that show Werewolf Chronicles. Cool, huh?”
This is the same girl who was critical of all of Hollywood earlier, but I can see the inspiration for her new opinion. A small tray sits on the table between them, and on that tray, a small line of coke waits.
I shake my head, “Really, Lex? You couldn’t stay sober for one night?”
Mara laughs and Lex joins her. Screw it. I walk passed them to the furthest stall with the intention of getting out of here as quick as possible. Forget my hopes for a fun night of sibling bonding. As I wash my hands and leave the bathroom, Lex starts to speak, but I let the door swing shut, cutting off her words.
Doesn’t she get it? Hours ago, she describes her mother and everything they went through. And here she is, making the same mistakes? What the hell is it about these dumb drugs that people can’t make rational choices?
I find Devon, and before considering my words, I say, “Your half-sister’s snorting coke in the bathroom.”
I don’t know which makes me feel worse—my disregard for everything we’ve been through about drugs or the look of sheer hunger that crosses his face.
“I shouldn’t have brought it up.” I sit down next to him and comb my fingers through his hair. “Sorry. I wasn’t even thinking.”
“Want me to go stop her?”
Are you kidding? I don’t want you anywhere near free drugs. “No, no. I just don’t know what to do about her. How can she act like that after watching her own mother die from the same behavior?”
Devon’s quiet, and I know he’s taking this personally. He should. I saw the way he
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