Chapter 5 - Tension
I place a finger over my lips, motioning for everyone to be quiet.
“Hello?” A voice muffles from outside the door, vibrating throughout the room.
Sage stirs from the couch next to a sleeping Holly, mumbling incoherently before sitting up, rubbing her eyes tiredly.
My eyes trail to her along with everyone else in the room, willing her to stay quiet so we don’t have to deal with the highest authority figure in this building standing outside of the door.
“Is that Willow?” Sage slurs loudly, her words jumbled together. “I told you she’d come!”
“ Sage?” The Dean asks, pounding on the door once more. “Open the door, I want to talk to you about the incident that happened this morning.”
I glance at Clover confusedly, my eyebrows scrunching together.
I tug on Sage arm as she goes to open the door, causing her to fall into my arms roughly, catching me off guard.
She giggles, her high pitched laughter filling the room as she lays her head on my chest.
The door knob turns, the door opening with a heave.
The Dean’s eyes catch mine, suspicion and confusion written on his face.
“He’s not Willow, I don’t think.” Sage says dully, rubbing her eyes as she sits up.
Dean Carthrow’s eyes scan across the room, glancing between a dishevelled Sage and a sleeping Holly.
“Is everything okay here?” He asks skeptically, his mouth set in a frown.
“Mhm,” Clover replies, leaning his back on the wall behind him.
“Oh really,” The Dean counters, taking a step towards me. “Then why does it reek like Vodka in here?”
“You would know.” Lilac replies back quickly, making all of our heads snap towards her in disbelief.
Rue chuckles, biting her lip to suppress her laughter.
“ Sage, come here please.” He says calmly, watching her dazedly get up from the floor.
She stumbles over to him, and I cringe as her actions so obviously scream “I’m drunk”.
He grips her shoulders to keep her steady, sighing in annoyance.
“First of all, it’s only like 5 pm., and we have school tomorrow. Did you really think this was a good idea?”
“Mhm, it’s relaxing.” Sage drags out, sticking her tongue out.
“Okay!” I exclaim, nervously laughing as I tug her hand to get her away from him. “I’m just ’gonna put her too, uh, bed.”
“I’m not tired.” Sage whimpers, her eyes filling up with tears as she leans into me.
I lift her up by her stomach, securing her around my waist as I bring her into her room.
I lay her down with a sigh, pushing on her shoulder to make sure she doesn’t run away.
“This isn’t mine,” She sits up, frowning. “It’s Rue’s.”
“I’m sure she won’t mind.” I dismiss, tossing a blanket over her.
“Yes she would!” Sage exclaims over the talking in the living room. “We have to make a good impression, remember?”
“Mhm,” I chuckle, sucking in a deep breath as she climbs up the ladder of the bunk next to her, slipping under the covers. “Now go to bed, I’m ’gonna get Holly.”
“Love you,” She mumbles into her pillow as I close her curtains, flicking the light switch.
I grin, my stomach doing a flip inside of me. “Night, Mais.”
I sigh in relief as I see the Dean gone from the dorm, everyone crowded around the kitchen as Holly stuffs bread in her mouth.
“You sobered up yet?” Clover asks, tapping his fingers on the countertop.
She hums in response, rubbing her eyes to chase away the lingering effects of the alcohol.
“Who started it?” I ask, trying to keep the anger out of my voice.
She shrugs in response, and I grind my teeth together to keep myself from snapping at her.
“ Holly, come on.” Everest curses, his eyes turning a darker shade of green.
“I did, I guess.” She responds, flipping through her phone. “She was just stressed, so she just needed something to calm her down.”
“ Holly!” I yell, pulling at my hair in frustration.
“You’re supposed to be helping her, not making her be self-destructive and using drugs or alcohol as some sort of pain reliever.” Lilac counters, her cheeks turning a bright shade of pink.
“Okay, but you guys need to stop treating her like this!” She huffs, looking up from her phone. “It’s September now. It’s been almost six months now and you coddling her like a ******* baby isn’t going to make anything but annoyed!”
“We’re not treating her like a baby, Holly. We’re just trying to help her.” Lilac spits, rolling her eyes.
“Oh yeah, carrying her around and eagerly trying to beckon to her every want and need really doesn’t seem like it.”
“ Holly, what she has isn’t something you can just fix that easily like a ******* cold! She needs to be looked out for.” I retaliate, fuming.
“Oh, really?” She asks, cocking her head to the side in exaggeration. “Then what does she have, Canyon? Really, tell me, I’d love to know.”
My eyes narrow, and I look at her in pure disgust. ***** off, Holly.”
“She might be right,” Rue mumbles, cringing slightly as everyone’s heads turns towards her. “I mean, I don’t know her as well as you guys do–clearly,”
“Yeah, you don’t.” I cut her off, instantly feeling guilty as she deflates visibly.
“Eh, back off.” Everest glares at me.
“Yes, you can still care for her and all, but she still needs room and space to heal without being bombarded with other people getting in the way. She can’t fix herself if other people are already trying to do it for her.”
I exhale loudly, leaving the room, trying to blow off some steam as I storm into my room, clearly agitated.
I throw myself on my bed, ignoring Rivers’ odd glance towards me as I push my hands into my eyes, blowing out air through puffed cheeks.
“You good?” Rivers asks from above me, leaning his head down from his bunk to look at me.
I snarl at him in response, ready to pounce at him in any given moment.
“Listen here, punk.” I clench my fist, ready to swing at his cocky face. “If you even go close to them again, I swear you’ll end up dead and you won’t even see it coming.”
He rolls his eyes, dropping his head back on his pillow as his eyes gaze back to his phone.
“Yeah, Yeah, already heard it from the leprechaun.”
“You know how you affected her, right?” I counter back, smacking his phone out of his hand to obtain his attention. “She’s in her ******* dorm blacked out from drinking so much because of what you said to her.”
He pauses, and frowns. “Well, that’s not exactly my fault. I didn’t make her do it, she did it on her own.”
I scoff at his arrogance, kicking my foot against the bottom of his bunk to jolt him.
“Nope, you definitely caused it, ********** I hiss. “Why did you even say that anyway? Especially to Sage. Her dads in jail, her mom is like on the verge of dying for Christs sake, and she just spent half of her summer in rehab. Like, what’s the point?”
He sits up again, leaning his head down to face me.
“Oh, so you do have a thing for her. Good, I was getting worried. You haven’t had a thing with anyone since the eighth grade.”
I ignore his comment, glaring at him instead.
“Because,” He starts, getting ready to go on a tangent. “They think they’re the queens of this school, and now that their head ***** in charge is in Norway for a couple of months, it’s easier to knock them down before they start a war.”
I shake my head. “You’re delusional.”
He chuckles, his laugh deep and uninviting. “You even know it, Canyon. You just don’t want to admit it.”
I scoff, lifting myself from my bed and exiting the dorm room, ripping at my hair in aggravation.