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located in Booth Lane College, a part of Skins: Secrets Out, one of the many universes on RPG.

Booth Lane College



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Character Portrait: Arabella Swift Character Portrait: Jamie Chapman Character Portrait: Ellie Wallace Character Portrait: Nate Carlile
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He laughed a little as she mentioned the staff. "Yeah, they were a little embarrassed about it- they didn't realise that they'd react so badly to you not being family. But the nurses on this floor aren't so bad, they'll just turn a blind eye. As long as it's nothing too bad, obviously," he remarked. If she'd looked bad the night of the campout, she looked even worse now.

"You okay? No offence, but you look like shit," he said. It felt really good to have her here now- he'd been lonely as hell with only his parents to keep him company. It didn't help that, whenever they were in the same room as each other, you could cut the tension with a knife. But he could tell that everything wasn't okay. He'd known the night of the campout, but they were alone now. They could talk properly. "C'mon, you can tell me. But if the nurses or my parents come in, you're telling me a story that happened in school, okay?" He said, knowing that the chance of someone walking in on them was pretty high, and he knew that this wasn't something Bella wanted anyone but him to hear. Better to have a backup plan.


"Just... just bring a hoodie or something, I'm freezing my butt off here," she said, wiping her eyes. Nate didn't seem mad- if anything, he seemed worried. She hated herself for tearing him away from his family, but she just needed someone right now. She hung up and handed the phone back to the other girl. "He'll be here in a few minutes. Thank you," she said, wiping her eyes again.

"Do you want me to wait with you?" The girl asked, handing her a tissue. Ellie shook her head. "He'll be here in like, ten minutes. I'll be fine. Thank you," she said, wiping her eyes and cheeks, before blowing her nose. The other girl didn't look entirely convinced, but she stood up and left. Ellie wrapped both arms around herself, still having to wipe stray tears from her cheeks. She felt like shit and she knew she looked like shit. She couldn't even remember the last time she'd eaten. But she could kind of remember climbing in through her window and getting her dress, so maybe she didn't have clothes lying abandoned anywhere. It seemed like something she'd do, so that was something.

But she'd still fucking relapsed. After this long. Had it been because she hadn't been taking her methadone? Or had she just gotten drunk and majorly messed up? She just wanted to go home and sleep properly and forget that this had ever happened. But that couldn't happen- because now they'd have to adjust her methadone dose to compensate so it would take her even longer to get off of that fucking thing and everybody would hate her for relapsing and Nate probably hated her for making him leave his family and-

Her hands were knotted in her hair and her knees drawn to her chest. She didn't know if she was sobbing again or hyperventilating but she just knew that she really, really wanted to be somewhere else.