Page 41 of Wicked Games

I glance at Eden. She looks conflicted, which tells me she knows what he’s talking about. “Where are they?”

“I don’t think I’m supposed to tell you.” She looks between me and Felix. “I promised.”

I resist the urge to roll my eyes and shoot her an exasperated look. “Just get the damn pills. I’ll look away, okay?”

She nods.

“Did you take anything else?” I ask, focusing my attention on Felix while Eden goes over to his bookshelf.

“No, just those.”

“Have you been taking them all week?” That would explain why he’s been missing his morning classes.

He nods.

“Why?”

“So I can sleep,” he says simply.

“Here.” Eden hands me two pill bottles.

I read the labels. “Jesus, Felix,” I mutter.

“What?” Eden asks.

“He’s at the max dose.” I hand her back the bottles. “It’s no wonder he’s so out of it. Have you been taking that much this whole time?”

He nods. He seems to be having an easier time staying awake, but he’s still a mess.

“Is he in danger?” Eden asks.

“No. He’s just going to be in rough shape until the Ativan wears off.”

“When will that be?”

“No clue. Probably soon. It depends on when he took them.” I glance at Felix. “Do you remember when you took them?”

“Last night.”

“What time?”

“Late. Or maybe it was early.” He scrunches up his face like he’s trying to think. “I’m tired.”

“Yeah, I bet you are.” I pull my phone out of my pocket.

“Who are you texting?” Eden asks. “Is he going to get in trouble?”

“No, and none of your business who I’m talking to.” I open my text thread with the twins.

Killian: I’ve got a situation in my room

Killian: found Felix passed out and high on tranqs

Jace: really? With all the shit going around campus he picks tranqs? boring

Jax: is this something we need to worry about?

Killian: doubt it. the dumbass took them himself

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