Chapter 8

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TW - drugs

"Alex, ya que te vas a quedar a cenar, ¿qué deberíamos cenar? tacos? o tienes algo mas en mente?" My father asked me. "los tacos suenan bien papá" I replied, I was sat on Wilbur's lap. He got a call. "Hold on" I hopped off his lap and he went outside. "Hey Danni!" I heard him say, my mood darkened, we despise eachother. I heard nothing else from the conversation. The voices decided to arrive, great. "He's a cheater, you can't trust him!" I put my hands over my ears. "Me dirijo a mi habitación, ¿de acuerdo papá?" He nodded, preparing the tortillas for our tacos. "bien, Alex" he said, I rushed up to my old room, I collapsed on the floor. He can't be he can't be he proposed earlier why would he propose if he's been cheating!? Cheaters don't propose.. right? My thoughts were jumbled, I couldn't think straight. "Fuckfuckfuckfuck!" I took out a blunt, maybe getting high could let me escape my thoughts...

Wilbur POV
"How are you? Could I come over?" Asked the girl on the other side of the phone. "Maybe later, I'm at my fiancé's father's place right now" I replied, dannielle is one of my best friends, however Alex doesn't seem fond of her, they always argue. I can tell Alex thinks she wants to date me, I don't think she does though, we're friends, and it'll stay that way. "Alright, wait, fiancé?" Danni asked. "Mhm, I proposed to Alex earlier today" she squealed in excitement. "Congrats on you two!" I felt happy that my best friend was supporting me. "I'm gonna go, cya!" I hung up the phone and went outside, Alex wasn't there, I got stressed. I went up the stairs, I saw a door painted in the trans flag. It has to be Alex's room I thought, I opened the door and saw Alex on the floor, holding a blunt.

A/N - hope your happy @icryoverdnf , fuck you <3

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