𝗦𝗛𝗘 𝗡𝗘𝗘𝗗𝗦 𝗛𝗜𝗠 , m.sturniolo

O3, REAL LIFE

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SHE NEEDS HIM

chapter three, FALLING BACK DOWN

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read a/n at the end!

ANASTASIA HARSHLY RUBBED HER CLOSED EYELIDS AND STARED AT HERSELF IN THE MIRROR. The girl groaned, resting her head on her arms that were propped up on the sink and inhaling deeply, feeling her eyes start to water.

"Stacy! We're going to be late, come on!" Vada's voice called from outside of the bathroom. The oldest Paton sibling was supposed to be dropping the twins off at one of their friend's houses in ten minutes and the drive was fifteen.

Anastasia quickly washed her face, rolling her jade stone face roller over her slightly puffy eyes before adjusting her sweatpants and tank top. She smiled fakely at the mirror, tucking her hair behind her double pierced ears.

"Let's go," Stacy faked a cheer, catching her car keys in mid-air that were thrown by her younger brother, Felix.

The three siblings piled into Anastasia's Convertible Volkswagen Beetle which used to be her father's. Vada knocked softly on the hood of the green car, grinning to herself.

"Good morning, Bee," the youngest twin sighed, climbing into the passenger seat.

Felix laughed at his twin sister but also drummed his fingertips along the smooth, light green metal, sliding into the backseat.

"Stace!" An enthusiastic voice yelled from the yard beside them. Anastasia and her siblings twisted their heads to see Christopher Sturniolo jogging over to them.

"Mornin, Bee," the blue-eyed boy puffed, tapping the car happily.

He leaned on the door of the car to catch his breath, waving sweetly at both twins.

"You coming, or not?" Stacy giggled, knowing exactly why he had run over to the car.

Chris nodded excitedly, sliding in beside Felix who fist-bumped the boy with a grin. Anastasia handed her sister the aux cord, waiting for the familiar tune of Angel Eyes by ABBA to smoothly play through the car's speakers.

Felix hummed softly to the song, watching as they whizzed past all the greenery on his side of the car. The young boy glanced over to Chris who was scrolling through his camera roll which was filled with photos that his triplet brothers had recently spammed when he was sleeping.

"Alright, Flick, V, stay safe and text me if you need anything," Anastasia smiled over at her younger siblings.

"Always, Stace. Love you! Bye, Chris, love you too!" The twins waved at the pair, jumping out of the car and running over to the house opposite the car.

Christopher hopped over the console and plopped beside Anastasia with a big grin plastered on his face. The boys' excitement brought a small smile to Stacy's face as they did a small handshake they had created in fourth grade.

"Where to, C?" Stacy asked the boy, knowing well that there would've been a reason for him to hop in the car.

"I need to pick up a hoodie that I ordered from Nike, so, to Nike please," he explained, throwing jazz hands towards the road.