𝙼𝙸𝚂𝚂 𝚂𝙴𝚁𝙴𝙽𝙳𝙸𝙿𝙸𝚃𝚈.

𝘧𝘪𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘦𝘯.

within the aftermath of her final ending with fuckshit, renye was in a complete daze. it was almost as if she was limp, life was hardly worthy of living to her at that point. i know what you're thinking, all this over a boy? yeah, her boy.

she had such a crippling love for him deep down it would've been concerned ethereal to most, she spent days on in with the same cycle.
if her phone was even charged it stayed on dnd with all notifications silenced, most contacts nearly blocked. her bedroom door staying locked & never even coming out to fetch a soul regardless of the situation.

usually showers helped with everything for renye, but no matter how hard she tried to clear her mind with an uncanny amount of showers.. nothing worked, her world was silent, a endless loop of what felt like never ending trauma.

days on end of her mother & sisters pounding in concern on her door, doing their best to try calling her closest friends & inviting them over. so many failed attempts to mend their loved ones currently broken heart.

the only thing that rolled on loop in her head was the fact he was supposedly expecting a baby with the bitch she hated more than anything.
renye knew she was going to have to just get over it and move on as she always did, but she also knew this time it was gonna be harder.

although she knew what she was gonna have to do, she still allowed the pain and suffering it caused to consume her.
she loved him so bad in such a short time she didn't even know what to do, honestly.

now we must switch over to fuckshit's point of view to even gain an ounce of clarity.

fuckshit's brain crumbled in a constant state of utter confusion & panic, although it seemed as if he was living as normally, internally it was nothing the same.

on edge every moment of the day, waiting for more & more backlash within the situation but surprisingly enough.. no one even said anything, besides the fact of everyone asking & pounding on him to tell them where renye was.
her friends knew not to say anything & to allow things to move at him & renye's pace.

he truly hated himself for the way things turnt out, the same feelings nearly ate him alive daily. and it surely wasn't gettin no better. he knew he fucked up and every current moment of his life was a constant reminder, at a point even his family knew about him and renye. so between outsiders, friends and family fuckshit wasn't going to catch a break.

he was left with no way to try to reach out, showing up to her house was a dead end and he was nearly running out of choices. he figured she probably wouldn't even respond to ray or fourth grade, especially when he had heard word of mouth that she wasn't even responding to her own friends. he couldn't believe he'd gotten himself into such a mess, the fact his girl that he truly cared about and the possibility that he actually had a child on the way with the last person he even wanted to think about were both tearing at him neck & neck.