erin
"Hey Sean!" I fake a smile.
"Quit that." he says frowning.
"Quit what?" I ask, my fake smile fading.
"I know that smile's fake." his frown enlarges.
I sigh, and wipe away another tear. "I know, I know. If I can't be happy, I might as well fake it, should I?"
"Erin, you're living the life. You make video games, you live in a mansion, your a YouTuber with three hundred thousand subs-- Erin . . . People would kill to be in your place."
"Sean . . ." I was speechless.
"Erin . . ." he mimicks, but not in an annoying way.
"Sean . . . Let's just go to my house, okay?"
He sighs and nods. I let another tear fall, and start the car.
-timeskip-
"And . . . We're here." I let out a sigh.
"Erin . . . Quit that."
I sigh, and look him in the eye. "Sean, I'm okay."
He wipes away my tears, and sighs. "Erin, you're not okay. You've been crying about Tom, for over a week now."
I opened my mouth to say something, but no words came out.
"I'm going to knock some sense into him . . ." he mumbles.
"Let's just go inside." I mutter, but audibly.
He opens up his door, and leaves the car. I wait inside the car for a minute, crying into my steering wheel.
Sean walks over to my side of the car. He knocks on the window, and opens up my door. He gently grabs my arm, and pulls me out of the car.
"Erin, you're so unstable."
"Tell me something I don't know." I sniffle.
He frowns and shuts his door. We walk into the house, but through the garage door, so we were in the kitchen.
"So, you want anything to eat?"
this chapter seemed so calm omfj
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yin yang // thesyndicateproject / tom cassel au
Hayran Kurgu"Leah, you can't force me to like someone I don't even kno-" "Bet." In which her best friend attempts to force together two polar opposites.
