𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧, 𝐠𝐞𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐢𝐚 𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐫

chapter eight. shut the fuck up

season one | episode five
boo, bitch

Ellie groans as she feels her blanket being ripped off her body.
"Please don't tell me you're fucking our neighbor?" Lia asks when Ellie forces her eyes open.
"Fine, I won't," Ellie groans pulling her blanket back.

"This is serious," Lia says before someone groans from behind Ellie's bed. "Shut up," Kyle says as he sits up. "What's going on?" Alice asks when she follows next. "Your friends slept over," Celia says when she walks into her youngest daughter's room. "I think Dalton and Jenny are in the closet," Alice says as Kyle runs his fingers through her hair.

"We drank alot last night," Ellie says as she looks down to see Nick holding onto her hips with his head on her stomach. "Oh sweetie, you're too young," Celia says kissing Ellie's head. "Don't tell me what I am," Ellie groans as she covers her eyes with her hand to block the sun.

"Youre also too young to-" Lia says before Ellie grabs the nearest thing to her- a piece of banana bread- before throwing it in Lia's face. "Shut the fuck up and leave my room," she says as Lia scoffs before walking out of the room as Celia follows. "She's weird," Ellie says as she turns to Kyle and Alice who were making out on the ground. "I wanna die," Ellie whispers to herself.