PT.17

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Anne's POV

I watched the clock, it seemed to be stuck on 2:59 am. I waited, under my sheets as if sleep would come naturally. I could hear my mother and Will's voices through the walls, they were distant and I couldn't make out any words.

Maybe a midnight walk would help me clear my mind? It sounds like a great plan but there were only two flaws. Where I would go and the groups of teens who sneak out, drink alcohol, and roam the streets. I rolled my eyes knowing if I bumped into them they would just tease me about stupid things. Like the fact they've never seen me with a boy besides Phil.

Oh Phil, maybe I could invite him on my walk. I decided it was worth a try but who is awake at 3 am with only their thoughts to accompany them?

'Phil, you awake?' After about twenty seconds of nothing I decided to send another text.

'Phillll, I can't sleep.' Still no response, he probably was knocked out cold. Maybe I could go throw rocks at his window or something. He would be grumpy but it's not like he wouldn't want me in his house.

No. I should just go to sleep and not disturb other people because of it.

I shoved my phone under my pillow like I was trying to hide it from my mother, and snuggled in my blanket. Just as I felt sleep overcome me, a bang causes me to snap my eyes open.

"Ugh god." I blushed as I heard Will moan.

No.

Another bang interrupted me, and I sprang up in my bed. I faked-gagged as I reconsidered that walk.

Did my mom really think it was a good idea to have sex while I was here? I bet she wouldn't mind me having sex, was this a way to show me what I was missing out on? This was just...disturbing.

I shoved the covers off me as their moans further disgusted me. I grabbed some sweats and shoved them on, keeping my dad's old shirt on. I had been wearing this for bed almost every night. I felt connected to him in some way, even though it smelled more like fruits than his old musky scent.

I bit my lip, keeping myself from vomiting not as the sex noises continued. I don't know which is worse, Will's moans or my own mothers.

I thought I was supposed to be the one having sex.

I grabbed a banana from the kitchen, ignoring the sexual thoughts that came from it. I slipped on my shoes and edited through the front door.

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I had been walking slowly towards Phil's block, and I was almost approaching his house. My banana was devoured and I had almost ran into the drunk teens but the huge trees hid me pretty well.

I neared Phil's house,looking at my chipped nail polish.

"Anna?" A voice called out to me. I looked up and spotted Dan sitting on his porch with an snacks on the table in front of him.

"What are you doing up?" I said walking towards him.

"Couldn't sleep. You?" He asked me, taking a bite of the sandwich he had prepared. I took a seat next to him and remembered he disgusting reason I had left my one house.

"My mom and her boyfriend started having sex." I confessed with a a sour face. Dan laughed but also let out a gagging noise.

"That's gross, want some?" He offered the other half of his sandwich to me.

"What is it?" I asked, inspecting the contents of the sandwich.

"Grilled cheese." He said, and I took a bite and nodded in approval. "Why did your mother and her boyfriend decide to have sex in the middle of the night?"

"I don't know but it was gross. I guess it's better than walking in on them." I shrugged and he laughed. I decided to scoot closer to him and he didn't notice. "What's with the buffet?"

"I'd usually just walk around but I've noticed a mob of teenagers patrol the streets. So I've decided eating a bunch of junk food is my new routine." He confessed, I barely listened because he looked so utterly flawless in the moonlight.

"I might come more often then." I joked, grabbing a few skittles.

"I would enjoy that very much, actually." He confessed, and I smiled.

"Then I'll make sure to come." I said with a smile, rewriting the crush I was developing on him.

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UNEDITED

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