chapter 7

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Billy: I can't explain it. I just need your help.

Y/n: What do you need?

Billy: I need you to put this coat in a car.  It's just down the street. It's owned by Cotton Weary.

He hands me a bloody jacket.

Y/n: Why can't you do it?

Billy looks back at his car. Is that someone laying in the backseat?

Billy: I have to get rid of something.

I'm brought out of my sleep from Sidney shaking me.

Sidney: You were having a nightmare.

Y/n: Oh sorry.

I lay back down and Sidney lays into my shoulder. I try to sleep but my thoughts keep me up.


Time skip


Phil: You going to the Stab sneak peek premiere?

Y/n: Definitely not.

Phil: Hey sorry man. I somehow forgot you were. You know.

Y/n: Don't worry about it Phil. Enjoy your movie.

Phil: I'm taking my girl to see it. Hoping after I might get a little lucky.

Y/n: I'm sure it'll be very romantic. I gotta get to my next class. See you later Phil.

As I'm walking to class I feel an arm rap around my shoulders. It's my cousin and roommate Mickey.

Mickey: You didn't come home last night. What was it? Real long walk?

Mickey gives me a look. He always had a stupid smile on his face.

Y/n: Screw you Mickey. Really. Screw you.

Mickey: So you going to be home tonight?

Y/n: Not sure. Why?

Mickey: I'm going to a party wanted you to know it'd be super late, but it seems like you got plans to go to pound town.

Y/n: Oh. So vulgar.

Mickey laughs.

Y/n: You're a psycho.

Mickey: That's supposed to be a secret.

We get to film studies and I see Randy already there.

Y/n: What's up prick?

Randy: Haha very funny asshole.

Y/n: Oh don't have an aneurysm.

We sit down as the professor starts the class.



Time skip



I'm eating lunch with Sidney, Randy, Hailee, and Mickey.

Y/n: No way. The Truman was awesome.

Mickey: It seemed unnecessary.

Y/n: Right, but they should make the Stab movie.

I see that Sidney looks uncomfortable.

Y/n: Hey, Sid. How about me and you do something super romantic?

Sidney: Like what?

Y/n: We could..... I could sing to you. Stand up on the table right now and sing to you.

Sidney smiles at me.

Sidney: No definitely not.

Y/n: I'll do it. Just give me the word.

I pretend like I'm going to stand up.

Sidney: Sit down and eat.












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