Unforgivable

Chapter 2

Luka and Evan sat at the couch playing video games.

(Y/n) took this time to go online and do some of her work.

Not only did (Y/n) work at the diner, but she had a small business as well.

Growing up she loved to draw, so she decided to open up a business where she drew cute characters she had created in the past, and sold merchandise of them.

It was very successful and gave her the boost of money she needed to support herself and her little brother.

She just thanks herself everyday for saving up from when she was younger and started this project.

She didn't expect to get as far as she had with her designs, but she was happy.

About a few hours passed.

There was a knock on the door.

(Y/n) went to open it, only to reveal a boy her age with brown hair,
tan-ish skin, and blue eyes.

He was very attractive.

"Are you (Y/n)?" The boy asked.

"Yeah, you must be Michael?" (Y/n) asked, to which Michael nodded.

"Come in, i'll get Evan." (Y/n) said.

Michael silently obligated, stepping into the house.

"Evan, Michael is here to get you." (Y/n) called out.

"Awwww." The boys whined.

(Y/n) laughed, shaking her head.

"My father told me about what happened today at school." Michael spoke up.

(Y/n) turned to him.

"Yeah, kids can be brutal." (Y/n) sighed, shaking her head.

"Nah, Evan's just gotta toughen up." Michael scoffed.

"To be fair, there were 3 kids picking on him. Nobody else helped." (Y/n) defended the little boy.

Michael rolled his eyes, shaking his head.

"He would of been fine." he said.

(Y/n) squinted her eyes at him in confusion.

"You're not concerned? Apparently they've been bothering him for a while now." (Y/n) said.

Michael was about to respond when the boys came into the room.

"Hi Michael!" Evan smiled.

"Let's go." Michael said coldly.

Evan quickly shriveled down, nodding.

(Y/n) and Luka furrowed their eyebrows, but didn't say anything.

"I'll see you tomorrow!" Luka waved.

Evan waved back, a small frown on his face.

Michael and (Y/n) stared each other down, before he finally left.

Closing the door, (Y/n) sighed.

"His older brother doesn't seem too nice." Luka commented, (Y/n) nodding in agreement.

"What do you want for dinner?"

The next day rolled by quickly.

Luka and (Y/n) had their usual morning routine and she rushed right to the diner after dropping Luka off.

"Thank you again for covering me yesterday." (Y/n) smiled at Opal.

"No problem! Was everything okay?" she asked.