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t w e n t y - s i x

11:45 pm
karls pov

   well, there's no turning back now. i kept walking in the dark, kicking a few rocks i passed by. i kept my head pointed to the ground.

   i left my suitcase at alex's place. dammit. well, i could always borrow the others' clothes....if they even trust me. how am i going to convince them that i really want to come back? not that i do, but i need this plan to work.

   i finally made it to the wild cards' place. hesitant at first, i softly knocked on the door. after 5 seconds, it opened. it was chandler.

   "karl?" he asked.

"what?" someone asked in the distance. i heard them approaching the door. it was my dad.

"my son!" he exclaimed, pulling me into a hug. i was shocked, he rarely showed me this much affection. suddenly, he broke the hug and slapped me across the face.

i put a hand on my cheek, trying to soothe the sting from that slap. my dad is pretty strong, after all. "ow!"

"karl jacobs, what the hell were you thinking?!" he yelled at me. he rarely used my full name, only when he was super pissed. "come on, get inside."

   i stepped inside the house. chandler took me to the couch, where sapnap, jimmy, and niki were. "wait here," my dad said.

the others were shocked to see me again. when my dad left the room, they immediately leaned in toward me to ask me questions. and a lot of them.

"why did you come back?" jimmy asks me.

oh shoot. i forgot to think of a reason. i'll just dodge the question. "i...don't want to talk about it."

"where's y/n?" sapnap asks.

i stayed silent. i wanted to make it look like i came here because i genuinely wanted to come back. hey, speaking of y/n, that gave me an idea.

"i don't know." i reply.

"did something happen between you two?" niki asked.

i took a deep breath in, keeping my sad face on. i let it out with a sigh, and i leaned backward on the leather couch. i nodded, leading the others to asking me more questions about them.

"what? what happened?" chandler asks.

"they rejected me." i say quietly.

i heard the others whispering to themselves. this is going well so far. i felt a hand patting my shoulder, reassuring me that it would be alright. but everything actually is alright, i'm just acting.

i continued the story, "they chose him over me. i tried so hard to get them to like me back, i even left the wild cards! but they still chose him."

i looked at my ring to give more impact to the conversation i was having. "this is the last thing i gave them before they decided to push me away."

i am an amazing liar. the others look like they're believing me. although i was proud of myself, i had to keep a straight face on.

your pov

you and alex watch as karl walks away. as he gets farther and farther away from you two, you both decide to get in the car. you sit in the passenger seat, and alex starts up the car.

   you looked down at your ring. you fidgeted with the object as your friend drove the car. he decided to break the silence by asking about your ring.

"so, new ring?" alex asks.

"yeah, karl gave it to me." you reply.

"oh, cute, cute." he responds.

not much talking after that. you two made it home safe and sound. you immediately headed to your room and plopped on your bed, the wave of relaxation hitting you like a delivery truck.

you felt too lazy to move. so much had happened today. from the confessions, to the ring, and eventually, karl leaving. you just needed some rest.

alexs pov

so...first night without karl. it's so quiet without him around. usually, at this hour, he'd be yelling at the tv because he lost a mario kart game. the guy's always up late, drinking a monster or playing video games.

i have to get used to it. it's probably gonna be like this for a month or so. until then, i need to start planning strategies on taking on the wild cards.

   but to do that, i need sleep. so, i changed into something comfortable. a black shirt and pajama pants. classic combo for sleeping.

   also, the beanie. that thing was making me sweat like crazy, so i removed it from my head which definitely has hair, and set it aside for the next day.

      goodnight zzz im sleeping zzz dont wake me up zzz

9:37 am
your pov

a brand new day begins. the sun is rising, illuminating the room with the natural light of it. your eyes, like usual, opened up by themselves, showing you the glorious wonders of the world.

okay, maybe it was just the interior of your bedroom, but WHATEVER. still a beautiful day. of course, not a really normal one for you, since your best friend is now extremely far away from you. and by that, i mean a long drive away.

and, of course, the first thing to pop up in your mind was karl. you wondered how he was doing. you wanted to send him a text, but that would blow his cover. he probably hid yours and alex's contacts so he wouldn't receive any texts from you guys.

you then told yourself, "i have to get used to this."

your stomach growled. that was your cue to eat breakfast. so, you got our of bed and went downstairs. you didn't feel like making something, so you grabbed a box of cereal and dumped some of it into a bowl. then, you poured your milk in. (swear to god if i see any comments telling me milk goes first im gonna lose my shit)

you rested your cheek on your right hand as you fed yourself the crunchy processed food. it tasted good. and, as always, you whipped out your phone and opened up pinterest after a few bites of cereal.

you then heard footsteps coming down the stairs. you used your listening to see if you recognized those steps.

you didn't.

a/n:
OOOOH SOME DRAMA!!! what's gonna happen next chapter?!?????

lmao nevertheless i hope you enjoyed this chapter :] sorry for all the slow updates, i've been losing motivation but i want to finish this story and satisfy all your fanfiction craving hearts :3

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