"You okay?" Elliot asked Sativa who stared off into space. She glanced at her cousin passed out in Jules arm's as they slept. "Elliot I gotta ask you something." She said quietly staring at her friend now as he set down his guitar with a curious look. "Is Rue doing drugs? And don't lie to me either, please" She said with a sad and quiet voice making Elliot seemingly tense. "Not that I know of" He said after a minute prompting Sativa to look at him before silently nodding.

"You don't seem okay" He said catching her tired eyes as she gave him a sad smile. "Life's just been a lot lately." She spoke barely above a whisper as she looked up at the sky.

Elliot sat down beside her, his expression softening. "Do you want to talk about it? Maybe it'll help" Sativa sighed, her gaze still fixed on the ceiling. "I just...I just don't wanna hurt anymore Elly." She said giving him a sad smile which Elliot looked confuse at. "Did something happen?" He said moving closer to her (not in a weird way!) as she hesitantly nodded. "If I tell you, you can't tell Rue, Jules, or Fez. Especially fez" she spoke making him nod. She slowly pulled up her hoodie revealing the bruises that were littered over her stomach. "What the fuck?" He questioned trailing his fingers over the bruises (not in a weird way yall) as she stayed quiet. "I just wanna know what I did to make her hate me" she whispered taking his hand off of her and turning over in his bed.

"It's like I've hit literal rock bottom and I just don't wanna feel anymore" She said turning to the ceiling once more. Elliot stayed quiet unsure of what to say because he had never once seen the optimistic girl sad and now she was damn near crying next to him. "Elly?" She said making him turn to her red eyes. "You wanna get high?" She said softly smiling pushing down everything she was feeling before with the horrible idea she had in her head. "Very random but I guess? I'll roll" he said getting up to grab the rolling papers and weed before she interjected. "I'm not talking about that. I want what Rue takes" She spoke up making him immediately shake his head. "Fuck no" he said putting the stuff back making her get up suddenly. "Elliot please. Just this one time" she pleaded as he gave her a unsure look. "Promise?" He spoke making her nod quickly.

Liar.

"You high?" Fezco asked as soon as she stepped in the car and he got a chance to look at her red but nonetheless beautiful eyes he loved. "Maybeee!" She giggled overjoyed at the feeling the benzos, gave her. "Shit,how much?" He joked kissing the side of her head as he began to drive off. "You eat?" He asked her which made her turn to him and blink. "Does water count?" She asked tilting her head making him shaking his head and start to drive to Panera Bread (which was her favorite).

"You okay,mama?" Fezco asked concerned right before Sativa but into her Chipotle Chicken Avocado Melt. "Why do you ask?" She said putting the food down hesitantly. "I can't check on my girl?" He joked nudging her shoulder making her laugh a little. "But for real, you've been off since before I took you to you're friends house" he said now a little more seriously making her give him a small reassuring smile. "You worry too much, I'm fine" she said kissing his cheek before finally biting into her food. "You sure he asked passing her the citrus punch she ordered.

"Very"

A/N

Yall this is a very short one but it explains why Sativa herself and Elliot called Sativa a hypocrite. 

There's fs finna be a part two to this imagine dw I just gotta work on it. 

And imma delete my Rema book yall. I saw the vision and then ts died 💀but it's wtv. 

I'm also working on more Angus Imagines cus I swear I've only done 1...

BUT ANYWAYS

Hruuuu???

Any comments or suggestions???

I love you guysss🫶🏾🫶🏾🫶🏾