𝓦𝓸𝔀, 𝓘'𝓶 𝓲𝓷 𝓛𝓸𝓿𝓮 ~ 𝓚𝓵𝓮𝓲𝓷𝓹𝓱𝔂 / 𝓒𝓸𝓷𝓶𝓪𝓷

. － Twenty // Jared － . (Rem;)

Jared's P.O.V (Remade)

Two days have passed.

It was pretty much the same. Regular morning schedule, go to school and see Connor, (And everyone else) avoid Evan, go home, work, then sleep because now your forced to.

I guess ever since that whole breakdown-incident Connor's just been worried. But to be honest, that was a pretty average day. Which I did not tell him, seeing as hes already stressing enough over me and that is taking a toll on his own health, so why would I want to add onto that?

But, anyways. Word of the dance has been floating around more recently. Which makes sense, because it's tomorrow. But Yesterday was Saturday. And clearly, I do not go to church. So, I pull up Connor's Instagram. I like a recent post, say something dumb in the comment section. Regular 'cool-person' type stuff. Gotta keep up my image, right? Confident.

Totally.

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The day was literally spent the same day most weekend days are spent in my world. On some device, internet surfing and coding. That kind of thing. I didn't open Connor's page back up at all. I didn't open Instagram back up at all. I just sort of coded, because that's a knee-jerk reaction when I want to desperately not think about anything important in my life.

So of course, I wasn't paying attention (Or really caring,) about what was happening in my notifications. And of course, Connor sent me some random post in my dms. My fucking dms. I stare at his profile picture for a moment, then actually focus on what he sent me.

Some post with dark illustrated Halloween puns. I laughed at it, because honestly I feel like he knew that I was okay to share this kind of shit with. I am. I don't and never will understand how people find dark jokes unfunny. Or like, they offend them or whatever the hell.

con: lmao sorry was it to dark?

jk: nonono dude it was fucking hilarious

con: oh-

con: cool :))

jk: your a dorkk

con: i

con: nah

jk: you so are hush

con: nope

con: iamascaryemo

jk: youareadorkyemo

con: nooo why

con: my reputation

con: it is wounded

jk: deal with it like an adult like the rest of us

con: uhuh

con: and how do 'the rest of you' deal w/it?

jk: we accept it and decide we are outcasts who sit on their feelings forever