Delancey's POV

Through out the last few days I've been experiencing more and more
hallucinations, even though I haven't been taking any more pills.
Yesterday, I had the idea of looking up Duotine online. And when I
did, guess what? There's nothing. "Doutine" doesn't exist. And just
when I woke up this morning, I discovered a black spot on my arm.
For just a second, I thought it might be a newly formed mole, but it
most certainly isn't. A few more have appeared since...

I let out a soft disappointed sigh and closed my diary, sticking my pencil through the ringlets of the book. I've been extremely worried ever since this morning after looking up Duotine. This black dot, whatever it is, did nothing but make me worry more. The dots are less like dots, and more like pure black worts. And--get this--I only started getting them AFTER I started taking the pills. I asked Mom about the dot after I noticed it, and neither of us knew what it was. But we figured that we'd wait a few days until deciding if we should check it out. Who knows, maybe it'll go away? I texted Dillion about it but he hasn't texted me back yet. He's probably studying. I want to see if I can find anymore evidence against "Duotine" before I tell my parents. But I'll only wait like 2 weeks, if I can't find anything after those 2 weeks are up, then I'll tell them. I'm not gonna be an idiot about it.

*ding*

A sweet sounding chime came from my phone on the opposite side of the bed. I reached over to grab it, and it was Dillion.

Dillion: Uhhhhhhhhhh....wow...I don't know what to say.

Delancey: There's no doubt that the hallucinations are from the Duotine,
but what do you think about the dots? Am I just being paranoid? I kinda
feel like I'm slowly going insane 😰

Dillion: Idk really. I don't think you're going insane or necessary being
paranoid. You have a good reason to be suspicious even though you
don't have a definitive answer. As for feeling like you're going insane,
it's okay. You're prob just stressed. After all, you're unique 😜😉

Delancey: Shut up! Do you have to make that joke EVERYTIME? Lol 😂

Delancey: But thx, helps a lot to know that someone doesn't think I'm a freak-a-zoid ❤️

Dillion: ofc ❤️

Me and Dillion talked for about another hour before having to go to bed. Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr....it'll only be Tuesday when I wake up! Fine -_-. "I don't want to leave my bed...!" I whined. "It's so waaaaaaarm...!" I sat in bed for a few more minutes, trying to find the motivation to get up and get ready for bed. Oddly enough, I'm a tiny bit scarred to brush my teeth. I mean, considering the night I had yesterday, can you blame me? I reluctantly got out from under my warm covers (which I immediately regretted once the cold air hit my skin ;-;) I walked into the bathroom, brushed my teeth, and washed my face, all while trying not to look at the Duotine bottle on the counter staring at me.

"Nope, nope, nope, nope, nope, nope...." I muttered to myself.

I walked out of the bathroom and raced to my bed, once again curling up in the covers. I did it! I didn't look at the bottle! Okay, Imma go to bed now. I sunk farther down into my bed, content with the warmth. This is one of those moments where I don't want to leave my bed. I looked at the light switch...

Dang it...

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I stood there patiently at the nearest bus stop as the cold winds of Fall blew past me, warm colored leaves flying through the air. The bus to hell came into view, the crackling sound of the gravel underneath the tires, here to save me from the cold but also to deliver me to the average teenager's maximum security prison. The bus pulled up in front of me and opened its doors. Great, the portal to hell. I climbed up the few steps, and walked down the narrow pathway scanning the seats trying to look for a place to sit. A couple of my bullies gave me death glares that just screamed "I'm gonna kill you" whilst everyone else just stared at me. Yup...just another day as the "Weird kid" and " Purple freak." I was trying my hardest to not bump into someone or make eye contact. I looked around, searching for a handsome, pale, pitch black haired, hazel-eyed boy in particular. When I noticed him, I smiled and he had saved a seat for me in the back next to him. Unlike what I see from movies and stuff, all the 'cool kids' at our school sit in the front, not the back.

Dillion is literally the only one besides family that thinks I'm worth while. We were best friends for 2 years before we were old enough to date, and he finally asked me out. So that's why we're so chill with each other already. Dillion makes school x1,000 better. I sat down next to him, and he noticed how 'dead to the world' I was. "You okay?" He asked. "Yeah, it's just one of those mornings I guess. It's cold, I'm tired, and I'm stressed out over the dots." I replied incredibly unenthusiastically. "Oh...well! Ha HA!" He manically laughed, pulling something out of his backpack. It was a folded piece of fabric...oh a wait, no, it's a fluffy red blanket. He unfolded it and rapped it around me and him both, snuggling up next to me. I smirked mockingly and giggled, "Did you seriously pack a blanket for the bus rides?"

"...Maybe..."

I rolled my eyes and returned the snugglez. "You're such a dork ❤️" He laughed. "Yeah, but I'm your dork. And you love me for it ❤️" A few minutes passed as we just sat there, snuggling up together.

"Hey, do you mind if I have a look at one of your dots?" He asked hesitantly. I could tell by the why he asked and the look on his face that he was kinda scared that he would upset me. It's adorable the way he's always concerned about other people's feelings. "Of course not. Here." I said, lifting up my sleeve so that he could see the one on my arm, the first one that appeared. He examined it for a minute before saying, "Yeah, no. That's defiantly not something that commonly or naturally appears on your skin. Suddenly, realization hit his face before leaning as far back as he could. "Is iT ConTaGioUs?!" He whispered loudly. I playfully rolled my eyes again, "No, I don't think so." "Okay good."

The doors opened...

Oh no...

Death is upon us...

Hahahahahahaha I love Dillion! He's super sweet and a dork. Oh, and I kinda have to explain something. Y'know how Delancey decided that she would wait to tell her Jetra? Well, the reason she decided to wait 2 weeks (which I'm sure sounds like a stupid decision and long time) is because she only see's Dr. Wellson once or twice a week. So that's why she decided to wait that long. So don't think she's being an idiot, like she said. So yeah, I hope you liked this chapter! Tell me what you think!