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chapter eighteen

"y/n. wake up. you've been asleep for ages." scara poked at me.

i reluctantly turned over, and looked at him.

"leave me alone." i roll my eyes, looking down at my hands.

he tilts my head up gently, and kisses me on the forehead.

i push him away gently, and my sour expression quickly turned into a more happy one.

"what do you want?" i asked.

"i proved the screenshots were fake and i made her take down the photos of you." he smiled while saying.

i looked around, still feeling unsure.

"that's nice but... i still wanna take a break from the internet." i decided.

"that's fine. whatever you want to do, it's fine with me." he hugged me.

i hugged him back, and we stayed like that for a while. i was so lucky to have someone like him in my life. without him, my career would be dead.

"hey y/n... do you want me to prove that the person doing all that was quinn? people don't necessarily know, even though she deactivated her twitter." he suddenly says.

it would be nice, but i wasn't sure there'd be a point to doing that. but i didn't want her to go on and not have this connected to her.

"yes... i think that's a good idea." i say.

"i guess ill get to working on a new video then- should i take down the collab video?" he asks.

"no... it's still an important part of your channel history." i tell him.

"right then. ill be in the office." he smiles at me, before leaving.

i sit on the couch for 5 minutes, just thinking about what transpired in the past few weeks. i was so lucky my reputation survived this whole time.

i got up to look for my phone so i could check the time. i grabbed it off the floor, and it was only 6pm. i was feeling a bit hungry, so i decided it would be alright for me to grab a nice dinner for me and scara.

i put on some more presentable clothes, and i walked out of the apartment, planning to order from a local chinese restaurant.

i walk into the restaurant, and i order our favorite meal. after i grab the food, i realized i never told him i was going out. it was nice to have someone knowing you were out, but i figured it wasn't a problem at this point.

as i walk out of the restaurant, a group of people approach me, and i try to walk past them.

"hey! aren't you the chick who said all that crazy shit and got exposed?" one of them yelled at me.

i tried to mind my business and i sped up my pace a little bit. i could hear them following me, and at this point i had to start running away if i wanted them to leave me alone.

they caught up with me, and one of them grabbed me from behind. i was so tired i couldn't escape from their grasp, so i didn't have much choice on what to do.

another one of them stole my food and dumped it out onto the street, and threw the empty containers at me. at this point i was more than fed up, so i bite onto the person who was holding me.

i decide to start running away rather than fight, since i wasn't too interested in going to jail. i run into the lobby of my apartment building, and i fall onto the floor since i was so exhausted.

i couldn't believe all that had happened, when i had just intended on getting a meal? was it no longer safe for me to go outside? so many thoughts ran through my mind as i sat there.

after a while i got up, and fortunately no one noticed me in the lobby. i went up to the apartment and i walked in, to see scara pacing around in the living room.

"scara... i-"

"what happened to you?!" he touched at my face gently, grabbing at my hair.

"these people harrassed me- i was out to get food." i explained.

"you're not too bruised up but... you have a few marks there and... there's a bit of sauce in your hair." he sighed.

"i don't know why i didn't tell you i was going out." i started to tear up.

"its alright... let me clean your cuts up." he leads me to the bathroom.

he washes the small cuts i received on my legs, and wraps part of my leg in a bandage.

"do you feel any better?" he smiles at me.

"yeah... im just going to wash my hair." i give him a weak smile.

he walks out, and closes the door, and i sit there for a bit before turning on the shower.

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i walk out of the bedroom, and im greeted with the smell of my favorite food.

"hey... i made you dinner." scara smiles, handing me a plate he prepared.

"oh," i give him a weak smile.

"thanks." i take the plate, and sit down.

as we eat, scara constantly looks at me, but doesn't say anything.

finally, i decide to ask him what's up.

"can you quit staring at me? what's wrong?" i say, a bit of anger in my voice.

"sorry i just... was checking to see if you were happy." he looked down at his plate of food.

"oh... look, im sorry but... i can't. ive lost my appetite. im going to bed." i drop my utensils, and i walk into the bedroom, shutting the door behind me.

i felt bad for being so moody, but i was quite overwhelmed. even though people supported me, i couldn't undo the posts that quinn released, even though they were deleted.

i grabbed a pillow and screamed into it, before shortly falling asleep.

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a/n: i have no idea where to go w the plot and i hate hate hate my recent chapters omg
i feel like im rushing the story i don't know i kind of want to end this soon because i have no idea where to go with the plot help me