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Tye pulls upto Casa-Bronsyn Donovan, and my brows furrow as I see Easton's car still in the driveway. At the party yesterday, we planned on going to breakfast before I came back to his house for wedding planning with Amelia. He was supposed to pick me up at nine, but that came and went.
Then ten.
Then eleven.
He's not answering my texts and calls, and when Amelia hit the ignore button on me, dread coursed through me. I finally decided enough was enough and asked Tye to bring me over here.
As soon as I open the door, you can hear shouting coming from inside. Tye's brows furrow as she looks at me and then back at the house.
“Do you want me to come in with you?” she asks.
I shake my head. “Carter's waiting for you. Go. I'll text you with an update.”
“All right, love you.”
“Love you too.”
She pulls away, and I take a deep breath before walking up the steps. The second I open the door, the scene in front of me is what can only be described as a shitshow. Easton, Zayn, and Knox are standing in the living room looking helpless and maybe a little annoyed as Amelia yells at them.
“Meelz,” Zayn tries. “Just calm down.”
As he goes to touch her arm, she yanks it away. “No, fuck you! You promised no more secrets.”
“What's going on?” I question, and all attention turns to me.
Easton's eyes widen, but before he can say anything, Amelia answers for him. “They're hiding something. All fucking three of them.”
“We're not,” Easton tries, but he's always been a shit liar.
She spins back around and puts one hand on her hip. “Bullshit. Knox doesn't fly across the country in the middle of the night for no fucking reason!”
I put my bag down on the ground and walk closer to my best friend, putting a careful hand on her back. “Babes, why don't we relax for a minute, okay?”
“They're hiding something,” she repeats. “They were whispering to each other, and when I came downstairs, they clammed up. And Easton grabbed something off the table and won't tell me what the hell it is.”
Looking over at my ex, I notice his hands are behind his back. His gaze locks with mine and he looks scared. Terrified even. I take a couple steps toward him until he has to look down at me.
“What's behind your back, Eas?”
He shakes his head. “Don't. Please.”
I grab his arm and carefully pull it in front of him, seeing a small box in his hand.
Home Drug Test.
My stomach drops as I read the label. I thought my biggest fear was labor, but I was wrong. So fucking wrong. My biggest fear is this, and right now, I feel like I might throw up. Knox throws his head back and exhales while Zayn plops down onto the chair. Easton, however, stays completely still.
“Y-you're on drugs again?” I croak.
“No,” he answers immediately. “I swear to you, I'm not.”
“Then why is Knox here, and why are they making you take a drug test?”
He drops his head. “Because someone gave me coke, but I didn't use it!”
The whole story wreaks of an excuse. “Someone just gave you coke, unwarranted and unprovoked?”
“Yes.”
