（ʚɞ）ROMEO. . . ! ˚◞ʚ♡ɞ﹅۰ ۰ ۰ 一 CHAPTER 8 REAL LIFE
❝ 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙐𝙉𝙎𝙋𝙊𝙆𝙀𝙉 𝙏𝙊𝙐𝘾𝙃𝙀𝙎 𝙊𝙁 𝙂𝙐𝙄𝙇𝙏 𝘼𝙉𝘿 𝘽𝙀𝙏𝙍𝘼𝙔𝘼𝙇 ❞
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april 5, 2021
dennis sat in his bedroom, laid back on the bed with his phone in his hands, tapping away at the screen. he was unaccompanied by the presence of juliette, and he used this moment as an opportunity, an advantage. while his girlfriend was out in new york with her sisters, the boy had all the time in the world to exist as dennis carson, the playboy.
music quietly played from his bedroom speaker as he spent the last half hour messaging some girl he met at the supermarket, sydney madison.
the two have been talking for the past month in complete secrecy. sure, juliette had her suspicions that he was up to something, but she believed that she could trust the boy. after all, she and dennis have been together for almost a year now. how could you not trust someone who claimed to love you?
you see, love is a tricky word for someone like dennis. he could say it on repeat a million times a day, and not once would he mean it. love for him wasn't a feeling. it wasn't an emotion that demanded to be felt; it was simply just a word. it held no meaning to the carson boy. so, although he claimed to love juliette, he never once thought about her when sydney was on his mind.
sydney gave him all the satisfactory needs that he so desperately craved. everything that juliette couldn't provide him with. dennis often thought of his girlfriend as a prude, which was never intentional, but he couldn't help himself sometimes. he needed sexual pleasure to live and breathe, and calling juliette his, just wasn't enough. he needed more. he craved more.
so, as his phone rang with yet another notification from sydney, he submerged himself into a world where juliette didn't exist. where juliette didn't even cross his mind. he invited the madison girl over, and they danced the mattress mambo.
between them, nylon sheets pressed themselves between the fold of their skin, and underneath them lay the unspoken touches of guilt and betrayal. something that had already, unfortunately, consumed dennis carson whole.
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girl ౨ৎ SHORT CHAPTER BUT DONT HATE ME, IT HAD TO BE DONE 🫶 tmw the reader knows something the characters don't 🤭😜😇😁 also check out my poetry book maybe?
