i know a lot of people may be upset at fundy.
i as a victim accepted his apology, i don't speak for anyone else. but i continued the story as i didn't feel truly affected by the jackbox jokeplease don't spread hate to fundy, especially death threats. that's not okay. and don't send hate towards this book for fundy being in it. also please don't mention the drama in my story at all thank you.
i'm here for anyone, direct messages are always open
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Celaine brought herself to look up at the boy, her feelings spewed out faster than she would have liked. The Dutch boy only waited for her to begin speaking.
"My dad, i'm not sure he just showed up. He changed a lot, but i don't want to trust him. Him leaving hurt me so much but he left to change himself, and in the process he left me all alone," her feelings felt like a dam had just been broken the way they spewed out.
"You don't have to trust him Celaine, you can ease into it. Almost everything takes time you need to realize that, it takes time to process things and figure out how you feel. Celaine just do me a favor and breath," fundys fingers traced up her back as she sobbed.
The girl listened his presence almost being the comfort she needed. She felt as if her heart had a small place reserved for him, with this she got
up from the couch. Fundy sat down not sure if he should follow behind her, but patiently waited for her return.After what felt like twenty five minutes Celaine returned to the living room, only this time she was dressed. "Why are you.." he looked her up and down, "dressed up," he couldn't tell if it was just his emotions speaking for him or just the way Celaine smiled down at him. But all her knew was he wanted to connect his lips with her.
Snapping back into the reality he shook his head clear, Celaines arm now extended in front of him for a small gesture to help him up. He abided and took her hand as she lifted him off the couch with slight struggle. "The Heart of Amsterdam," was all she said as she leaned down on the table and grabbed the piece of paper.
The place the two of them had been talking about visiting since the day in the airport. She smiled
watching as his face glowed in excitement. "Are you sure you wanna go, you got a lot going on right now. We can postpone it," he muttered. She shook her head no and continued for the door."You're insane," he huffed following her out the door and waiting as she locked it before continuing forward. Celaine walked straight to her car, fundy not getting the memo as he walked to his own
car."Fundy!" she shouted ever so slightly, his ears perked at the sound of his name. He quickly
turned around to see her standing beside her own car, he felt as a smirk fall across his face as his face flushed peach in embarrassment."I have to call George, so don't expect music," fundy nodded in acceptance, she unlocked her car and quickly bent down to get inside, Fundy followed as well.
The car was starting and Celaines fingers trembled along the phone screen as she looked for George's name. She saw multiple text from him, tommy and others, instead of addressing them she simply opened her call list and the small ringing noise filled the car.
After only two rings Celaine pulled out of the driveway and headed down the streets, the now lightened rain didny really affect the two.
After the call rang five times George's voice was heard on the other end. "Are you alright?" he quickly spewed out. "Yeah?" she replied confused fundy only began laughing. Celaine smacked him over the shoulder and waited for george.
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Cloaked Heart {fundylive}
Fanfictiona faceless dutch streamer is constantly in denial of her feelings towards a familiar streamer, leaving her with a cloaked heart and a struggle to express her feelings Celaine; a french name meaning heavenly, and shy Floris; a...