DEVOTION

chapter eleven -

A/N : AJNDUNWSINDIU HEY!!!!!!!!!

I'm so happy with this chapter, I hope you love it. It's definitely shorter but I didn't feel like adding in things that weren't super necessary, because that's when I start to get bored with it.

I'm sorry this took so long, I definitely didn't want this to take me as much time as it did, but I completely changed how I was doing it earlier today.

I'm also not supposed to post this until tomorrow morning but I'm impatient as fuck and I've kept you all waiting for far too long.

I say it every time but actually this time I really mean it.

Buckle. Tf. Up.

Here we go.

EDEN'S POV -

"C'mon Charlotte, it'll be fine." Jake pushes on, my anxiety slowly lifting more and more throughout this night's entity. Aaron invited me to a football game with him and his friends, and I won't say I've had a bad time but it's not been enjoyable... These aren't my people but they're his.

    "She doesn't want to get in a car with you, duh. Babe, it'll be fine. I can just take you home?" Aaron offers and I feel a little relief wash over my body. "Please." I mumble and he nods, snatching the keys from Jake and getting the driver's seat. "What the fuck! My parents will kill me, Foreman." Jake yells, everyone else piling into the car, unbothered.

    I've noticed that... These people just don't care. Whatever Aaron says, goes.

    "Then get in the car." Aaron groans, sounding irritated at this point. I sit myself in the passenger seat, just as quiet as I've been all night. Luna, Tyler and Luna's friend Sam are already sat in the back, talking about the game and how bad our school's team performed.

    "Fuck you." Jake turns to walk away, giving Aaron the fiddle finger. "Fucking- Buzz, get in the car!" They all call him that because he gets drunk a lot and convinces himself he's just "buzzed". Aaron doesn't warn anyone before he fires on the car, taking it out of park and whipping around, almost hitting Jake.

    "Fuck off, Foreman. Fuck you." Jake shouts back once again, but Aaron doesn't fight. I jump back a little when floors it, speeding through the dirt parking lot and out into busy traffic, three or four cars having to avoid getting hit on the way out. "Dick." Aaron shakes his head, turning up the stereo. I claw at the seat belt, getting it on as quickly as possible.

    "You okay, babe?" He turns to look at me and I nod pensively despite my tight grip on the seat. "Sorry he's such a dick." He shakes his head and I find myself relaxing a little trying to rationalize my fears.

    He wanted me to come.

    "Are you drunk, Aaron?" Luna asks from the back and the thought strikes me. They had all been passing around beers and Jake tried getting me to drink a couple times. "I'm fine." He dismisses. I notice the McDonald's... The one my dad takes me to every couple of weeks after school for ice cream... We're going the opposite direction of my house.

    "My house is the other way." I try to keep my voice low enough so that Tyler won't make some shitty comment about me being a wuss or something. I would much rather be at home with my dad, listening to music and playing cards, then here with these people.

    "We're just taking the long way." Aaron shrugs off and I feel my stomach drop. I clamp my hands to my thighs, nervous about the way he's driving. He cuts over into the right lane, almost jumping the curb as he cuts the wheel into the McDonald's parking lot. I make the decision, pulling out my phone to text my dad.