Chapter 5: lonely

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I was hanging out with Tommy and Tubbo when Phil came down from the upstairs side of the house. "Nyx, great news we know where you are gonna be sleeping tonight and I'll tell you later on." Phil said. I nodded my head and continued playing with Tommy and Tubbo. Ranboo had already headed off to bed feeling drained from the events of today. This was probably the last game I was gonna play before going for a ride. I usually do the midnight drives with someone else but I didn't want to drag anyone else out if they didn't feel like leaving. Karl was passed out in Tommy's room. He was already chilling with Ranboo when he was in his room so they just left him alone.

I walked up to Phil quietly in hopes to scare him. I tapped his shoulder lightly and he threw the book that was in his hand. It managed to land on the couch. Phil whipped around and smiled at me. "What's up Nyx?" He asked as he sat back down calmly. "Well I was going to let you know that I normally go for a midnight drive so if you hear my come back in the middle of the night or leave it's not that I don't want to be here. It just helps me clear my head." I informed him as he sat there nodding his head.

"I think you forget that I knew your dad and your grandfather and you inherited that urge from them, but yeah I'm not worried about it at all." he said as I gave him a hug. "Thank you, for everything." I said letting go and walking out of the room grabbing my cigarettes and heading to my bike. I laughed at the thought of everything that's happened to me in the last few days. I couldn't help it. Techno one of the biggest crushes I had in middle school busts up my bike and in the future I punch him in the fucking face. God karma really did enjoy playing tricks with me.

I opened the pack of cigarettes I was given earlier and picked one out. Bringing it up to my lips and lighting the addicting drug. I took a long drag out of it letting it burn my throat with the chemicals they put in the damn cancer stick. I lived by the rule that we are here for a good time, not a long time. I see people living their lives in the same boring routine as the rest of their friends, and then there's me, a stripper part time and a flag girl. I lived on the edge and people were scared of that.

After a while of sitting there the cigarette burned my fingers snapping me back into reality. When I looked up I saw Techno staring me down and holding out his hand. I grabbed his hand and he hauled me off my ass. I smiled up at him and then looked down to my finger. It wasn't a bad burn but it did hurt. When I looked back to Techno he looked like he wanted to say something but was too scared to say anything to me at all. "Hey, you want to go for a drive with me?" I asked him quickly. I didn't even think before I asked him it just kind of came out. He smiled brightly and laughed. "I was going to ask you the same thing." he says as he holds up his motorcycle keys. I grin at him and grab my keys out of my pocket.

We both hopped on our bikes and paired our helmets together so that way we could actually talk while on the road. I started up my bike waiting patiently for him to start his own. Once we were both ready I pulled out of their driveway carefully. I couldn't risk getting in a wreck. After pulling out I started heading for the bridge. I laugh lightly as the wind pulls at my hair. "Hey, Nyx, where are we headed?" Techno asked through the helmet. "To the best place in the city." I said quietly as we pulled past my house and tore down the road. The drive was a little over 30 minutes to get there.

When we finally got there I parked my motorcycle in the usual place waiting patiently for Techno to park as well before getting off of my bike. I pulled off my headset and set it down gently onto the handle bar of the motorcycle. Techno dismounted and pulled off his own helmet. His pink hair fell down like a waterfall down his back down to the small of his back. I was mesmerized by his looks constantly. I looked away before he could even see me staring at him. When he walked up beside me I knew he was ready for the best part of this trip. We walked across the bridge where we could then slip under it due to the boat entrance that has been long since abandoned.

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