love. a strong word.

chapter 1

fuck im getting followed. these guys have been on my tail for 10 minutes. these creeps are so weird what the fuck. they are right behind me. dont look back. dont look back. dont look back. i look around for someone around my age. maybe someone can help?

i cant find a girl. where are the girls my age? shit theyre coming closer.

i keep my eyes searching till i find these group of guys. do i trust them? this is my only chance. they could be paedophiles for all i know but oh well.
"hey! we were supposed to meet for dinner, yeah?" i say to this guys with my eyes trying to get them to catch on what im saying. i found them walking on the side walk.

one of them is around 6'1? 6'3? golden blonde hair with a blue sweater and jeans.
the other is 6'6? wearing a brown beanie, brown hoodie that says "wilbur" and jeans.
the last guy looks older. maybe somewhere in his 30s? blonde hair also wearing jeans and a green sweater. they just all love jeans dont they. they all look nice enough. right?
they hesitate for a second, confused, until the beanie guy catches on and looks behind me to see 2 guys with black hoods and a mask. his confusion turns into happiness for a second. he catched on.

i keep picking onto my nails when beanie guys replies,
"yeah common! we were waiting for you and almost left you. we were gonna text you to meet us there but youre here now. lets go!" the blonde guy and the old guy catch on and smile. beanie guy takes my arm and makes me go in between him and the blonde guy. we start walking to nupostos. its quiet for a minute until we get there and beanie guy gets us a table. its me next to blonde guy and beanie guy next to the old guy. we sit down and my breathing starts to speed up a lot and i couldn't concentrate on anything. it was like i have just seen a ghost. my hands start to shake a bit until blonde guy starts to notice.
"hey! its okay! can you follow my breathing?" he says as i just nod. its pretty awkward but it worked.

we finally get my breathing normal until we both relax and i excuse myself to go to the washroom. what a shit world.

i get to the washroom and start balling my eyes out. fuck shit fuck why me? i wanna kms. this makes me want to fall off a rollar coaster. i hear a knock on the door to see blonde guy there asking if im okay. i just nod. he puts his arms out and i walk to him and give him a hug. i just met this guy and im giving him a hug. what the fuck.

we get back to the table with my eyes red and puffy as fuck. oh well. i sit down with blonde hair guy and wipe my eyes again.
"thank you for saving my life," i smile and look at all three of them.
"no problem! im wilbur, this is phil, and that is tommy." he points to the guy beside me.
"im y/n. thanks again." i say. we start small talk until the waiter comes to get our drinks. he looks me up and down and i get soda. why are men like this? wait no scratch that, boys.

wilbur notices the waiter looking me up and down but doesnt say anything. they all order drinks and we keep talking.
"are you guys brothers? and are you the dad?" i ask them. i look around at them and they kinda laugh. i smile with confusion and they say no.
"i am 25, tommy is 17, and phil is 33. we arent a family but we're really good friends!" he smiles politely.
"ohh okay haha im sorry my bad. what do you guys do for work if you dont mind me asking?" i see their eyes widen for a second and they're about to speak until the waiter comes back.
"here for all of you!" he looks me up and down again and i get uncomfortable again. bitch who tf? two times in one day. wow.
"are you ready to order?" the waiter asks. we all nod.

"heres your food!" he says handing it to all of us. i feel something under my plate to see a paper with numbers? oh its his number. he looks like hes in his 30s why is he asking me?
tommy sees the paper and immediately knows what it is. "are you going to add him?" he asks. i nod no.
"he looks to old. also why am i getting checked out so much. im litterally wearing leggings and a hoodie." i laugh. he smiles but keeps eating his food.

the waiter comes back with the check. i give him back the receipt telling him i have a boyfriend. he nods and leaves. thank goodness my golly g.
"you have a boyfriend?" asks tommy.
"no. im really single i talk to no guys. thats a lie i talk to a guy but hes gay," i smile and he smiles back.

"here i'll pay!" i say to them.
"no no thats not necessary!" phil responds
i quickly grab the check before him and pay. "you really didnt have to! i-"
"no excuses. you guys saved my life! thank you guys again. also, can i get your guys's numbers?" i ask.
"yeah sure! we could walk you back if youd like! its really unsafe." tommy looks at me.
"no no. its okay. i already walked to you guys. its fin-"
"no shut up i insist." uhh theres no harm to doing that.
"okay fine."