Ellie's POV

Hours before..

My plan is working. I was sure when Finn and his group was with him he wouldn't accept the shots. But I've been around his friends, they'll never say no to a drink. Thanks to them they made it easier for me to put the ecstasy into his shot. Now we're all dancing having a good time it's about one in the morning. I stayed away, but kept my eye on Finn. He started moving wobbly, he looked a little confused. The drug is working, soon he'll have a euphoric rush and when he comes down from the high he'll be pretty much black out with his memory. After about three hours I saw him wobbly walking upstairs, nobody even noticed he's left. I followed him and saw him enter a room, before I make my way in I need to break something. Y/n is the house sitter, she'll be in deep shit if I break something expensive. I went back downstairs and grabbed a hammer from my car. I brought it, just to do exactly this. I went to the room where the statue's in, the door was locked but I used a hair pin to unlock it. It took about an hour to break off chunks and ruin it in more than one place. But once I was done I snuck back upstairs and went inside the room with Finn.

He's on the floor staring at the ceiling,
"Hey Finn everything okay?" I ask.
"What?" He says weakly.
"You don't look so good, let me help you get into bed." I say helping him up.
"Where am I?" He slurs, his eyes are weak. Maybe I gave him too much, plus he's been drinking, shit.
"You're at your house silly." I giggle as he rests his body weight on me.
"I am?" He asks looking around confused.
"Yeah, just relax you're drunk." I smile.
I help sit him down on the bed and lay down,
"Ellie?" He slurs.
"Yeah handsome?" I ask putting a blanket over him to tuck him in.

"Leave me alone." Finn says closing his eyes.
I felt this rage fill my body. He passed out cold. How could he be so rude to me, I'm literally helping him. At least Finn blacked out, my plan is working perfectly. Deep down I so feel extremely anxious, I'm afraid I've drugged him too much. Plus mixing drugs with alcohol is deadly, fuck what was I thinking.

*Phone call*

"What?" Wyatt answers.
"Wyatt, I think I went too far." I say trying not to freak out.
"Your not chickening out are you?" He chuckles.
"No that's not the problems, I think I drugged him too much." I kinda yell.
"How much did you give him?" Wyatt asks.
"I crushed a whole pill and put it in his shot." I say.
"Jesus Ellie! A whole pill!?" He gasps.
"Was that too much?" I ask freaking out.
"Way too much for someone who's never taken ecstasy." Wyatt sighs.
"What do I do Wyatt? What if he overdoses?" I ask.

"Feel his pulse is it weak?" He asks.
I put my two fingers on his neck, his heart beat is kinda slow
"It's a little slow." I say.
"Shit, was he drinking a lot?" Wyatt asks.
"A little." I sigh.
"Oh god, Ellie-" He groans.
"What you know he drinks a lot! How was I supposed to know mixing was deadly!" I yell.
"You never mix when your taking hard drugs!" Wyatt yells.
"What do I do?" I freak out.
"Keep going with the plan, but keep checking to see if he's breathing- and if he stops breathing call 911 anonymously then leave." He says.
"Okay, that sounds good. I'm going to follow through then." I sigh sitting next to Finn in bed.
"Good luck, remember what your trying to get here." Wyatt says.
"I know." I say.

*End of phone call*

I watched Finn sleep for a second, I'm doing this for me. So I took off my shirt and jeans then laid down besides him, I wrapped his arms around me and put him in the position of him spooning me.
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