Rubik's Cube

Chapter 2

Okay... So..... You have his Rubik's cube.

What are you gonna do now? You should have just left it there dumbass.

That's right. You still have it.

Frowning, you spun the cube around in your hands and contemplated your options. Whatever you did at this point, he would eventually have to find out that you brought it home with you.

Unless you, like... Just left it at his doorstep or something.

Actually... That's not a terrible idea. Yeah. You could just walk right next door and leave it on his porch. You could even write a little note, without signing your name, of course.

Grinning, you sat up and tore out some paper from your notebook, writing down the first thing you thought of.

This belongs to you

"Good enough." You mumbled. You folded up the paper and grabbed the cube. You tiptoed out of your room in an attempt to not wake your dad up, as he was asleep in the room next to you. Probably drunk, though it didn't matter to you anymore.

You didn't know what Stanley's schedule looked like, but you figured the odds of him just hanging out in his front yard right now we're pretty low. So after softly shutting your front door, you made a run for it, only slowing down when you noticed some woman giving you a weird stare from across the street. You smiled and waved awkwardly. Somehow feeling like you were doing something you weren't supposed to. But that always happened when you kept things secret. It just felt... wrong.

So here you are, estimating ten more steps until you make it to his porch. You could leave the cube there and it would be like none of this had ever happened. You could go back to your boring-ass life, and all would be normal.

"Y/N?"

You jumped, scrambling to hide the note and Rubik's cube behind your back. That stupid note... what were you thinking.

"Oh, hey, Stan."

Stanley looked at you curiously, and then his eyes found their way to his cube.

"..Oh yeah! This is um.. You uh- Dropped this, yesterday. And I uh..." You decided to shut up and just hand him his thing already, shoving the note into your back pocket.

He glanced between you and his cube a few times before nodding and accepting it.

"Well... I uh.. I better get going. I'll see you at school." You turned around quickly, excited to get the hell out of there.

"Wait-"

You froze, turning back towards him awkwardly.

"I was just thinking.. maybe, you know.. would you wanna maybe come inside?"

You blinked. Was he really asking you to come into his house? You barely even knew him. He could be an axe murderer for all you know.

"-We can get high." He added.

You nodded, biting your lip. You've never been high.

"Or not... I just thought-"

"Okay."