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chapter five , Secrets, Secrets, Scecrets...
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Gus looks at the popcorn ceiling of her room and she sputters her lips out of boredom. The phone downstairs rings and her ears perk. The brunette gets up and makes her way downstairs.
She unhooks the phone and places it against the ear. "Hello?"
"Hey, Gus...Uh, it's Fallon. Listen, I wanted to keep this a secret, but I started feeling guilty about it. I didn't want you to be mad at me and--"
"Fal," Gus says as she closes her eyes.
"Right, uh--there's this thing...at Steve's house and...Nancy didn't want to go alone, so Barbara and I are tagging along."Fallon swings her legs over her bed and stands up nervously.
Gus raises her brows, "The same Steve I was just having a screaming match with at school?"
Fallon inhales, "I mean...the only Steve we know, am I right?" she chuckles quietly.
Gus frowns, "I mean...you didn't have to tell me--"
"Right! Exactly! I didn't have to. But I wanted to. Because I didn't want you to feel betrayed."
Gus inhales, "Well, thank you for that." she nods her head. "I...hope you have fun..."
"So, you're not mad?" Fallon inquires.
Gus bites her lip, trying to keep her jealousy under control. "Nope, not even a little."
Fallon smiles, "Okay, cool. Also--if anybody calls you about Nancy, Barbara, and I...were studying."
Before Gus could say anything else, Fallon hangs up the phone. Gus stares at the phone and she arches a brow.
"Oh, I'm sorry, Fallon! I can't go to the party because Steve abandoned me only for me to be embarrassed in front of the class and he talked about my dead parents." Gus says in one breath.
The phone in her hand begins to rattle aggressively. Her eyes shift to the cabinets that were shaking. Gus quickly drops the phone and her breathing quickens. The brunette shakes her head and wipes her hands on her jeans. Gus grabs the phone and hooks it back onto the wall. She stalks over to the fridge that was shaking. Gus inhales a deep breath and holds her breath. She squeezes her eyes shut and presses her head against the refrigerator door. The brunette digs her fingernails into her arms and quietly winces. She drags her nails down her arm and blood seeps from her skin.
Gus opens her eyes and notices everything had stopped shaking. She exhales a sharp breath and looks down at her bloody arm. The brunette grabs a paper towel and wraps the paper towel around her cuts. Gus opens the freezer to the refrigerator and grabs the container of ice cream. She scoops some ice cream into a bowl and sits at the table alone. She tucks a spoonful of ice cream into her mouth and pulls her brows together. An idea pops into her head, she grabs the bag of Twizzlers and opens them. The brunette sticks her tongue out of the corner of her mouth and she breaks the Twizzlers up. She then drops the Twizzlers into her ice cream bowl.
