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    Lover Awakened

    Chapter Twenty

    Ashley’s P.O.V.

    I walked into the police station and went towards a police officer who was eating a doughnut. How typical. “I am here to pick up my sister Kyla Woods.” Another police officer brought Kyla out to me and took the handcuffs off her. Kyla went to hug me. I was starting to believe my sister was bipolar.

    “It was horrible in there, sis.” I did not think there would be a day I would have to bail Kyla out of jail or be woken up in the middle of the night to bail her out of jail. She was trying to get coke from a dealer. My sister was a cokehead. What the hell was going on with her? The blogger probably was the one who got her hooked into that stuff. I moved back from the hug.

    We walked out of the police station. Kyla was already on my shit list. In a matter of twenty-four hours, she was being cruel to Spencer and was trying to score cocaine. “Ash, I’m so sorry.” I sighed in exasperation. Being sorry was not going to be able to solve anything. It would not be able to turn back time. I knew that fact better than anyone else did.

    I was trying to bring myself to ask the dreaded question. “H-how long have you…” How long did I not realize that my sister was a drug addict before the phone call tonight? Was I so clueless? How could I not see what was going on with my own sister?

    “Been doing coke? I don’t know how long. I lost track.” She was an addict at heart. I began to drive home. I had not bothered to say another other word to her during the ride. I did not want to say anything that I would regret in the long run. I had the insert foot in mouth disease. I wanted to believe that this was all a horrible nightmare. “Ash, talk to me.” Now Kyla wants to talk.

    What was there to talk about? Kyla was a stranger. “I… I don’t even know who you are anymore. You’re going to get help whether you like it or not, little sister. There is no way in hell that I am going to bail you out of jail in the middle of the night again. Here are your choices. You will talk to someone and together figure out how the addiction began in the first place or go to rehab. Either way you’re going to be clean in the long run.”

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    1. Kyla, Kyla, Kyla… atleast she’s agreed to get help. And as for Spashley. At this point I think they could survive just about anything. PMASAP

    2. Finally I get an explanation. Now Ashley need to boot Kyla’s ass to Promises if she get can’t straight on her own. Thank god Spencer didn’t break up with Ashley, if she had I might have died. Great update. PMS!!!

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