𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐠𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐲 ~ 𝐣𝐣 𝐦𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐤

.chapter three. ~ .in a world where you can be anything, be kind.

TYSM for 25 freaking reads wth??
anyways enjoy loves <3

i woke up that next day and kie was already out the door, i went into john b's room and he was gone too, finally pope, and he was lying there, he looked pretty dead..

i knocked on his door knowing he'd be pissed if i went in without. "mr heyward," i said in a terrible posh british accent, "mhm" i heard from the curly boy in the room,

i opened the door and clearly he heard it creak. "what" he said, adjusting his brown eyes to the light. "where have the rest of them gone" i said. wondering if they'd told him before hand or something. "well miss lowen,  they went for tea down by the harbour, 7am sharp!!" said pope in a very sarcastic voice before shoving his face back into his pillow.

"asshole" i said to him as i walked out the room,

i called kie seconds later to hear her talking to john b "one second sades"

i heard her say before beginning to talk to the brunette boy again. "shall we go home?"

i vividly heard her say, i heard john b agree. "we're on our way home now sadie, what did you call for?"

"i was gonna ask where you both are? it's early and the car is gone too?" i said looking out the window to make sure twinkie was definitely gone. "we checked on the bridge again, he's not there sadie, i knew how worried you were last night and i was so tired to even care but i'm sorry.

we've been out looking all morning"

the phone went silent, even pope in the other room complaining about some shit, went quiet. "oh" i said "okay, thank you for trying. see you both soon" and i hung up the phone, not even waiting for a reply from either of them.

i sat there with my mouth open staring at the cabinets on the kitchen wall before pope came out of his room,

"you okay?"

the curly dark haired boy asked. i just nodded. knowing that i could have saved him hurts me so bad. in the end, i'd rather regret the things i've done, rather than the things i didn't.

when john b and kie got home i still stayed silent, i got on with things that needed to be done and that was about it.

"didi , it's for you"

said john b, he was the only one who called me that because when he was younger, or from what i've been told, he could never say my name, and it's stuck ever since. i didn't speak still until i got given the phone and a familiar voice came through the speaker,

"hello my sadie" they said "i rung your cousin because i knew you wouldn't pick up, how've you been? are you safe? i haven't seen you in weeks?" i knew straight away from that annoying "hello" it was my mother.

"hi mum. i'm safe. i'm with my real family. it's nice that you pretend to care though."

now you may think this is harsh but during my dad was away on his boat trip, my mum was seeing another guy, and i've hated the 2 of them ever since, they live in a rich ass house in a kook neighbourhood next door to toppers family.

i've grown up with sarah yet we've never really been the closest. as soon as i spoke all eyes turned to me apart from kie, she just smiled to herself and carried on reading.

"it's good to hear your voice again, do you fancy popping in some point this week? me and daniel would love to see you again dear?"

every bit of me was holding me back from telling her to go fuck herself but instead i said something like