song suggestions:
Ailee:how could you do this to me
Zachary's focus
Walking back into the school, zachary sensed an odd atmosphere. the corridos which were usually filled with loud violent chatter, were now filled with gasps and murmurs.
Chelsea, who was walking next to the taller male, seemed to notice this too.
"whats going on here?" she asked, looking around the hallway for an answer.
Zachary felt his phone bing, and soon after, chelsea's binged too.
He took out the cell and looked at the notification. it was a video.
He clicked the video and soon, it started playing.
"what is this..." he murmured as he watched the video. all he could see was children crowded near the bathroom, accompanied by a distressed voice, yelling for them.to get out of the way.
When the people complied, the vision was clear. zachary gasped at what he saw.
grae was being carried out of the bathroom, spewing an orange-yellow liquid consistently into the chest of-
Was that hayden carrying him out of the bathroom?! he looked so stressed that it wasn't even a joke.
"oh my god! chelsea we gotta-"
When Zachary looked to his side, he saw that chelsea had already started sprinting down the corridor to the nurse's office.
Following suit, he ran to the office as well, ignoring the fact that grae, even in his sickness would most likely not be happy to see him.
When zachary got to the nurses office, the door had closed and the corridor seemed to be getting emptier as the bell just rang.
Maybe he should just go to class as well? he really didn't want to make things worse than they already are.
Zachary stood there in front of that door, contemplating on whether he should just go in or leave it.
Run away like a coward, in other words...
Graes point of view
I was set on the bed, barely conscious, considering the huge amount of fluids i just lost.
Thankfully, i could still sense and distantly hear what was happening around me.
"hayden, could you please undress grae as i go to the supply closet to get him fresh clothes?" i could hear the nurse ask in the distance.
i could feel the slush slither down the skin of my tummy, onto my sides and now onto the bed, gaining warmth, making me feel uncomfortable..
please get me out of these things...
I heard hayden awkwardly chuckle.
"ma'am, isn't there someone else who can do it? i mean..."
oh my god, hayden, when i get out of this bed imma-
before any other words were exchanged, the door flung open and i could hear a few worried pants coming from behind it.
"grae? where is he? what happened ?" it was chelsea. i knew that tauntingly high pitched voice from anywhere.
slowly, i could feel myself drifting into a deeper sleep. i was batshit tired and wanted to rest but the damn vomit pooling underneath me kinda made it impossible to sleep. it felt weird and it smelled like sour cream.
"he's over there, i think he got alcohol poisoning and-"
"stay the fuck away from me, you smell like sour cheetos"
"oh my ghad chelsea, what even-"
i could sense a presence next to me. by the smell of the sweet, fruity perfume, i knew it was chelsea, since the perfume she was wearing was mine. the fucker must have stolen it off my dresser.
" jesus, he's drowning in his own vomit, didnt you think to change his clothes you fuck?!" she scolded.
tell him, chelsea
the room was silent for a few moments.
"hayden, get the fuck out before i get even more furious than i am now."
the door opened and closed again. the poor boy must have probably left. soon, i could feel a force, dragging me into a sitting position, making me feel even more nauseous than i felt before.
"come on, grae. lets get you changed."
zacharys pov
i was walking down the corridor, mentally fucking myself up when i smelt something fowl coming from behind me but as quick as i noticed the smell, it passed me and walked forward into the distance. was that-?
"we have tutoring today after school. don't be late Mr Wintergard." i casually spoke as if nothing happened.
this left me dumbfounded. so dumbfounded that i had to stop walking and pause in the corridor, contemplating if i was trippin or what. not gonna lie, that just made me feel like a dumb fuck.
"what even"
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short chapter, i know, DON'T KILL ME!!!!
hello!!! how are you guys? im fine, thank you for not asking <3
chapter 15 done and dusted, maybe ill post chapter 15.5 later tonight. ill see what i feel like.
what do you guys think is gonna happen to hayden and zachary? and you think grae will forgive zachary for what he said??? we don't know *3*
i dont even know... im such a bad author BUT FUCK IT!!!
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till the next chapter, peace out <3
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Teen Fiction"So... what do we do with this?" Zachary asked worriedly, gesturing to the seemingly lifeless body on the coffee table in front of them in the teachers' lounge. Grae looked at the body as well, still in shock of the events that unfolded before his e...
