Stay Here | Mono x Seven | Little Nightmares AU

12. Six

-Earlier That Night-

I decided to head home early after dinner at Seven's house. Part of me wanted to stay but also simultaneously I wanted to leave them be.

 I was getting this strange vibe from that guy, Mono. Not like a dangerous or creepy vibe, but a more serious one. Like I couldn't crack a joke in front of the guy. Maybe it's just me overthinking it, but I have a suspicion. Those 2 just met and they already seemed so close. 

Seven was obviously nervous. Maybe it's because he doesn't have many friends, or because Mono was a boy. Either or, I'm like 100% sure Seven is gay. Or at least bisexual. He's definitely struggling in that aspect. He doesn't know who he is yet. He still has a long road ahead of him. 

Maybe Mono can help him figure that out. 

Seven has always been strange. He normally tells me everything, but I can't help but feel like there's something, much darker behind the scenes of his life. 

Outsiders like me and him have their downfalls. Sometimes we could be surrounded by positivity yet always find a way to feel down. I wonder if Seven has ever felt this way. I never really talk to him about it unless he brings it up first. But I know that we're here for each other. We always have been since day one.

 I walked into my house to a normal sight that wasn't anything special. My dad was slouched in the living room with the TV turned on, surrounded by what seemed to be mountains of beer bottles and cans. He was asleep so I tried to be quiet while entering. 

I headed upstairs, feeling and hearing the creeks of the wood as my weight and my steps pushed them down. I knew these sounds all too well. 

I walked into my room and was greeted with a cold breeze. I left my window open before I left to let out the second-hand smoke from earlier. 

I took off my raincoat and hung it up on my bed frame. I changed into more comfortable clothes since it was getting late. I sat on my bed and plugged my phone in to charge, then I grabbed my vape and stood by the window.

 I had a view of seven and mono's house from here. Since after all, I did live right across from him.

 I inhaled my vape and let the nicotine pool deep within my lungs, then let out a thick cloud of smoke, that flew away, evaporating in the cold air, into nothingness. 

I sat in my own thoughts, and my own smoke, as I stared out into the midnight neighborhood. The street lamps never changed. Some flickered, some didn't. All though most of them needed replacement bulbs. 

I've had many memories here, and I can tell I'm going to be making a lot more, especially ever since that new guy moved in. A mystery of a mysterious entity he was. 

I stood looking out my window, breathing in my escape. I felt like going to sleep baked tonight. All though, it's mostly every night. The only time I don't go to sleep feeling like numb ash.. is when I'm with Seven. He's tried to get me to quit smoking in the past but mostly failed. 

I hate it when he does that, but... it makes me feel loved. Knowing someone cares for my health, and not just telling me to quit because I'm a dumbass-punk-teenage-girl. He cares. 

My thought we're interrupted shortly as I saw Seven run outside while holding Mono's wrist. It looked like he was dragging him back to his house.

 My eyes narrowed in confusion as I threw my vape on my side table and waved my hand getting rid of smoke so I could get a better view. 

What are they doing? Seven looked like he was rushing Mono out of there, but why? I could hear the faint conversation but they were too far away so I couldn't make it out. 

They both talked outside the house, and then Seven started to head back as the conversation ended. I watched Seven as he walked back to his house. 

What was that? He has some explaining to do tomorrow that's for damn sure. I wonder what happened between them. 

I let out a strong sigh. There's always stuff going on with everyone. Seven especially. He's always getting into some sort of trouble. I seriously wondered about him sometimes. So much that I'd think of him for days on end wondering if something happened. 

He's such a fragile boy. But I feel like everyone around him caused that to happen. Including myself. 

I cleared my head as I laid down on my bed. I turned on my stereo and put in a mixtape I made for myself a while back. I called this one "The Hour" 

I let it play as the beginning of  I was all over her by Salvia Palth played at a decent volume to make my brain and ears ring with serotonin, mixed in with the smoke.

I closed my eyes as I inhaled my vape once more. I let the smoke rise above me. Hitting all the crevices of my tightly-spaced wooden roof. 

I felt at peace. Even with such a depressing atmosphere. It felt natural for someone like me to do this late at night. I sunk into my bed as the song faded slowly in reverb, and I eventually fell asleep. 

-To Be Continued

-GomiFanUwU

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