The Game Changer (Blake) 3 ✔️

Chapter Seventeen Changing For The Worst

Havana- Nightcore

     I stumble to the door of my room trying not to make a lot of noise but failing miserably. I see the note on the door that says 'leave me alone' and I smile before searching for me key. My key. Where's my key? I find it in my back pocket and I silently laugh to myself before pulling it out and sticking it in the door. I unlock the door knob and swing the door open almost falling with as it did but I catch myself again and close the door behind me and locking it- or at least I think I locked it.

     "You're finally back." I hear Finn mutter and I look to see him sitting up on the couch. He rubs his eyes before looking to me again and then Minnie sits up too from the other side of the couch.

     "You're awake."

     "Yeah, well you're being really loud." Minnie mumbles.

     "I was trying so hard to be quiet." I shake my head and I step forward before tripping over my feet and falling to the ground.

     "She's drunk, isn't she?" Finn asks and I look to see him looking at Minnie. Minnie stares at me as she shook her head.

     "I think so."

     "What time is it?" I ask forcing myself to sit up. Minnie looks at her phone and let's out a sigh as she closed her eyes and leans back against the couch. I raise an eyebrow and look to Finn as he grabs her phone and looks at the time. He sighs.

     "It's five in the morning." Finn groans laying back against the couch too.

     "What happened to you?" Minnie asks opening her eyes again and looking at me. "At eleven o'clock you said you'd be back soon. This is not what I consider soon."

     "I was trying to resolve something that can't seem to be resolved even though I spent all day to resolve it and nothing was done." I say as they both look at me. "So, I went to the east side bar and had Henry make me my special drink."

     "Oh no." Finn and Minnie say at the same time as they give each other a look.

     "That's the worst drink in the world." Finn has to say and Minnie punches him.

     "That's all you have to say?" Minnie asks before shaking her head looking at me. "What's wrong? What problem did you have to resolve?"

     "You're going to think I'm crazy." I say shaking my head. "Because I think I going crazy." I look up at them. "I think I'm going crazy." I say honestly with fear in my voice. They both look at each other with worry in their eyes before looking back to me. They know I don't scare and right now I'm talking with fear in my voice. They know something is wrong. That's what makes them such good friends. They listen to your words. They listen to your voice. They hear you even when you don't speak. They hear you.

     "I love you guys so much." I say falling back against the floor. "I don't know what I would do with out you."

     "Blake, what problem did you have to resolve?" Finn asks slowly and I sigh remembering I told them.

     "Whether to shoot Felix or not." I say sitting up again. "I was getting so stressed about the idea and everyone wanting me to make a decision and tell them what I'm going to do that I wanted to escape it. Escape it for just a day. Just one day."

     "And? Did you?" Minnie asks just as slowly as Finn.

     "No." I sigh. "My problems came with me. I'm so stressed about the idea of killing Felix that I made up to versions of him. I saw them standing there. I talked to them. Two figments of my imagination. Two Felix's. One in a black shirt. He wanted me to kill Felix and get it over with. Then one in a white shirt. He wanted me to keep trying to get the real Felix back." I explain watching to see them both staring at me. "See, I'm going crazy."