days on end - dominic fike (cancelled)

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"where have you been ?" my uncle waited on the couch. three empty beer bottles were sitting on the coffee table, and took the last swig of his fourth.

"i— went out with a friend." i tried to answer softly and creep towards the stairs.

"don't fucking move and don't fucking lie to me little girl." he spat, making my heart sink to my ass.

"i'm not lying. i— i have work in the morning. i have to go—"

"who knew my best friend and brother would create such a slut!" he flung the bottle at the wall and glass shattered everywhere. dashing up the stairs, i skipped steps and prayed he wasn't behind me.

i locked the door behind me and pulled the dresser in front of it. more glass shattered downstairs as my uncle acted out in a drunken rage.

manically, i grabbed my phone and called the first person in mind to soothe me. dominic

as the dial tone sang, my back slid down against the wall. it feels like every other day he's abusive and the next he doesn't even acknowledge i'm here.

"hey baby," dominic finally picked up.

"hi my love," i croaked through my tears. a scream echoed from below followed by the sound of more broken instruments.

"are you okay? what was that ?" his voice sounded of concern.

"no, no i'm fine," i sniffled and wiped away my tears. "i just wanted to call you and say i had a really good time tonight and appreciate you taking me out." i assured. i meant it, i haven't had a good time or felt this way about anyone in a long time.

"i'm glad you enjoyed baby, i had a good time too." i could feel him smiling through the phone causing my heart to melt.

"when can i see you again?" i asked.

"uh, i'm gonna be in new york this week to meet with my label but i come back on friday."

"four days without you, i literally just spent the whole week with you dom." i whined.

"yeah i know, it felt like a month. i'm gonna be right back babe. lame boys got a gig at room twenty two friday too. you need to take some more days off anais." he was right. i haven't taken a day off from chipotle since i was just starting college.

"what am i gonna do without you until then," my fingers twirled around in my curls. it's so weird how i would go days without seeing grayson but i was already longing for dom's touch.

"call me and text me. i'm not going off the face of the earth, baby." he chucked.

"okay, i'll see you in four days." i whined.

"i'm gonna miss you baby." he assured through the phone.

"me too, dom,"
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jack gilinsky
12:31 am

hey
you okay ?

yeah i've been busy
i have a question

mhm

why did you tell dom that you were my boyfriend ?

dom ? he has a whole nickname ?

jack are you fucking kidding me ?

because where the fuck
did he come from ?

excuse me ??

you literally posted him
in mad different places these
past couple days. you didn't
even tell me you were going
to king of diamonds.

1, stop stalking me
2, stop talking to me like that.
first you're my boyfriend now
you're my dad ? cmon now.

did you know he was a felon ?

that's fucked up jack
especially from you

did you anais ?

i'm aware.
and i'm aware that
you don't know how to
be a good friend.

you're joking.
ever since he came around
you've been acting like his
groupie or something.

every since he came around
you've been acting like a
jealous piece of shit, but i digress.

good luck with this anais.
i'll be here to pick you up
when he fucks you over.
just like i was there last time.
since i'm not a good friend right ?

fuck you jack.
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