It couldn't get worse, right? || The Pals Fanfic

Trouble

Elijah’s POV

“Uhm. Heyy guys. You look….different?” I said. Alex and Denis didn’t say a word they just angrily stared at me. Denis looked behind me and saw James. 

“Who’s that?” He asked.

“Oh um this is James my-” I sputtered.

“Parole officer.” James finished my sentence. Denis raised an eyebrow and looked at Sub.

“Elijah is under house arrest for the next 8 months. Which is why he needs to stay with us.” Sub explained.

“Why’d he have to stay with us? Why couldn’t he stay with his parents or someone like that?” Alex questioned.

“No one else would let me stay with them…” I mumbled. I heard Denis laugh a little. ‘Keep it together Elijah. Don’t start crying now.’ I thought. James stepped forward and took out the ankle bracelet I was going to have to wear for the next 8 months. Yay. 

Sub and I walked over to the couch. I sat down and took off my shoes while James explained the rules I had to follow to Denis and Alex. James came over to me and put the bracelet on. He pressed a button and it beeped. He stood up and looked at me.

“You know the rules, correct?” He asked me. I nodded and he left. The room was silent. I felt Denis and Alex staring at me. I’m sure Sub felt the tension too because he stood up and grabbed my hand.

“I’ll show you your room.” He said before pulling me upstairs. We got to a hallway with 3 doors.

“That's the bathroom.” Sub pointed to the door on the left all the way at the end of the hall.

“That’s Denis’ room. It’s connected to the bathroom.” He pointed to the other door on the left. 

“And this is my room and now it’s your room too!” Sub walked over to the door on the right and opened it. The room was pretty big. There was a large bed, a small pullout couch, a dresser, closet, and TV. Sub walked over to the couch and set up the bed.

“C-can I go take a shower?” I asked. Sub turned to me and laughed a little.

“Of course! You don’t need to ask to do things.” I laughed a little and went to leave, but paused in the doorway.

“Uh Sub. I don’t have a change of clothes.”

“I’ll go buy you some tomorrow. You can borrow some from me for now.”

“Thanks!” I called before walking across the hall to the bathroom. I closed the door behind me and locked it. The bathroom was pretty big. There were two sinks, an inclosed toilet, and a shower/bathtub. I grabbed a towel and locked the other door which probably led to Denis' room. 

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I was in the middle of my shower when I heard a loud banging on one of the doors. It scared me, making me slip and fall.

“Ow.” I grumbled standing back up. I heard the knocking again. “W-who is it?!” I called.

“Denis! What are you doing?!” Denis yelled back.

“Taking a shower! What else would I be doing…” I whispered the last part. I heard a sigh, then footsteps.

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I finished drying myself off and put the clothes I had back on. It felt good to take a shower without someone having to monitor me. I hung up the towel, unlocked both the doors, and went out into the hallway. I heard yelling from Sub’s room right before I opened the door. I pressed my ear against the door to try and heard what was happening.

“What was he doing in MY bathroom?!” I heard what sounded like Denis yelling.

“YOUR bathroom?! Just because it’s connected to your room doesn’t mean it’s yours! Besides, where else would he take a shower?!” Sub yelled back.

“The downstairs bathroom exists ya know!”

“That one’s broken remember!? The water temperature keeps randomly changing!”

“So?! I don’t want a criminal in my bathroom!” Ouch. I didn’t hear Sub reply. All I heard were loud footsteps coming towards the door. I quickly stopped leaning on it. The door swung open and Denis stared at me. He shoved me aside and stormed into his room. I regained my balance and walked into Sub’s room, shutting the door behind me. Sub was sitting on his bed, rubbing his head. I looked up at me and smiled.

“I left pajama pants  and a t-shirt out for you,” He pointed to the pullout couch where the clothes were. “Come downstairs when you’re done changing.” He left the room. I grabbed the clothes and changed.
They were a little loose because I lost a lot of weight at the mental hospital. I had to tie the pants tight so they would stay up, but other than that they were good. Plus the pants covered my ankles so I couldn’t see the bracelet.

I went downstairs to find Alex and Sub making dinner. Sub saw me and walked over to me.

“The clothes fit you?” Sub asked. I held my arms out so he could see that the shirt was loose.

“Almost tripped on the pants too, but I’m good for now.”

“Hahaha! You shrunk!” Sub laughed. I lightly punched his shoulder and started laughing too. I saw Alex staring at me again and stopped laughing. Sub must’ve noticed because he pulled me over to the couch.

“Ignore him and Denis. They just have to get used to you being here,” Sub whispered. I nodded and sat down on the couch. Sub handed me the remote. “Here. Watch a show or something while you wait for dinner.” I smiled and Sub went back into the kitchen. I turned on the TV and switched through the channels until I found something to watch.

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I was laying on the couch watching a show when Denis came down the stairs. I saw him and curled up. I lowered the volume to the point where I could barely hear it. Denis came over to the couch and sat down. I sat up, handed him the remote, and curled up again. I always felt safe when I curled up. Denis pressed a button and the recordings opened. He scrolled through them and clicked on one. The news opened and Denis turned up the volume. 

‘Breaking news! A man was found tied up in a shed after being tortured by 20 year old Elijah Best. Witnesses say….’

I couldn’t move. I felt my whole body shaking. I kept trying to forget what I did. I regret all of it. But now, I’m being reminded of it all. 

“Did you think about going back to youtube?” Denis asked.

“I-”

“Because your career is ruined. All of your fans won’t stop talking about all this. Your subscriber count dropped to 1,000 in only a month! That’s gotta be a world record.” Denis laughed. I heard Sub yell from the kitchen, but I couldn’t understand it. I was still shaking and tears were falling from my eyes.

“Tsk. Just had to ruin the fun Sub.” Denis complained before turning off the TV. He stood up and went to the kitchen. I didn’t move. I stayed curled up on the couch.

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“Elijah? Come on dinner was ready like 10 minutes ago.” Sub said walking over to me.

“Huh? Oh! I’m not h-hungry!” I lied. Sub’s smile faded. I stood up and ran upstairs.

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Sub’s POV

Elijah ran past me. He said he ‘wasn’t hungry’ but the non fitting clothes say otherwise. When I walked in he was curled up, which is normally not a good sign. I grabbed the remote accidentally pressing the ‘on’ button. The TV lit up. I went to turn it off but…

‘Micheal Brandy is now in the hospital. He is in critical condition but will survive.’

I shot around. That was a recording of the news from when the incident happened. Elijah certainly wouldn’t have found it himself. Then it hit me.

Denis showed it to him.

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drama time >:)