Drown in the Riptide// Heyimgrape ff

Chapter 3

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I just knida stared at him for a moment, judging his face and hair. Sean had always been attractive, to me anyway, just the way his face was formed and how his eyes sparkled. It was hard not to smile at the sight of him. So by the time I had processed what he said I was already smiling.
"Isn't that great! I get to see you! and
Straub too, of course, FRUITYBROTHERS FOR LIFE!"

He add the other part on right after, seeming to forget about Straub for a minute. He also smiled at the end, smiled at me.

"Thats great Sean I cant wait to see you! When are you coming!

I finally said, revealing my true exsitment. I really was happy, being around Sean just gave me a thrill, he was the one person I really like recording with anymore rather than Dillan. It would be nice to see Sean's cute face again in real life.

"In two days actally, and I was hoping I could stay at your place, I know its short notice, Im sorry if you cant thats fine i can jus-"

He began

" Sean its fine I would love if you stayed here, we would have a fun time together, im sure of it."

I replyed with a smile. It wasnt till I heard my own words that I realized how dirty they sounded. As I thought about this I heard a slight giggle and looked back to see Sean trying to hold in his laughter with his hand, it wasnt working. His face was just too funny not to take a screenshot of. Finally Sean broke out in laughter at my dirty sounding sentence and soon I was laughing along with him. It was a sweet laugh, a laugh that I loved to hear, and along with mine it made a perfect harmony.

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After the skype call, posting that screen shot, and washing off all my make-up before bed I could barely look at myself, I hadn't realized what being cooped up all day had done to me on the outside. I thought it had all been internal, not external. But as usually I was wrong and now I looked like an old prune wearing a fox beanie.

When im sad or deppressed or just feel like utter crap, I always go to my honeys for help. But tonight was different, tonight all I could think about was hate. All those hateful people in the world who think im a slut and should go to hell. I had always tried to block them out but lately it had been hard, I had been week and vulnerable these last few months and they were getting to me. And in those months I had started beleiving them, I knew I was a slut and I knew I just wasn't worth it. Its hard to go to sleep when your own mind hates on you.