Better than ever- Chacha

Together

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Charli's Pov:

I opened my eyes to see the sun setting outside of my window, the sky the colors of cotton candy.

I'd slept basically all day.

I rolled over to see if Chase was still asleep, but he was no longer in my bed.

I still had this sinking feeling in my gut that Chase wanted to let go. I couldn't blame him, this was a lot to deal with. But even if we broke up it wouldn't solve anything, people would still talk.

I had a newly recognized fear of abandonment. I would be broken if Chase decided he didn't want to be with me anymore. but at the same time I wondered why I cared so much. Why we cared so much about people's opinions- people we didn't even know, at that.

I mean, take Jack and Sienna for example. They've been together despite all the negativity they received from tiktok comments. They didn't let it bother them at all.

Even Dixie and Noah, who's love for one another was obvious but internet trolls were constantly hating on them, saying their relationship was fake, and for clout.

It's crazy to me how people who know so little about you can have so much to say behind a screen.

I picked up my phone, which I'd been dreading because my insta and tiktok comments were going crazy and because I'd missed so many calls and texts from my friends.

I ignored all of the notifications and opened the FaceTime app, clicking on Chase's name at the top of the list.

When he answered, he was driving and his phone was in his lap, the camera pointed up so I could see the bottom profile of his face.

"Hey, char." He acknowledged me.

"Hey. I'm just checking on you, you were here when I fell asleep and then you were gone when I woke up."

"Yeah, I'm sorry I had to go for a drive to clear my head."

There was a moment where neither of us talked. I got up from my bed and went out on the balcony, all the while holding my phone. the cool evening air rushed over my face and blew my hair back. It was extremely refreshing.

"Where are you now?" I asked him delicately.
I hated that I felt like I had to walk on eggshells but I didn't want to fight with him anymore, I didn't want to say anything that made him feel worse.

"I'm just down by the beach," he responded nonchalantly.

I assumed he meant the little one a couple streets below my house, because that was the only one we called "the beach." The other ones we referred to by their names like "Manhattan," or "Hermosa."

"Come get me?" I asked him, going back inside and sliding my door closed.

"be there in two." He nodded, and then we hung up.

I went to my closet and threw on a jacket. As I was on my way out of my room, my mom was on her way in and I nearly bumped into her.

"Hey, sweetie how are you feeling?" She checked.

"I'm actually feeling a lot better after that nap!" I exclaimed, although the truth was I still entirely felt like shit.