chapter eleven
irl
lexis pov
i sit there watching his stare at me.
is he gonna talk? i think
im abt to open my mouth to talk when he snaps out of whatever trancelike thing he was in.
" how r u" he asks
and the question sounds unreal. ive never been asked that since im always the therapist friend. im always the one asking that. i feel my face drop and my eyebrows curve in the corner thats closest to each other.
" um " i start to speak before i cut myself off not knowing how to answer the question
in awe i lay down next to chris and stare at the ceiling. i think of how to answer the question. do i tell the truth or do i say im ok.
" and no bull shit, i want the real answer " chris speaks for beside me.
i sigh. i hate opening up, but hes already seen my scars. theres no turning back from that.
" not the best " i turn to chris to see his reaction
" why, whats wrong ? " he turns to face me, moving his body.
a/n:
short ass chapter ik ik but i wanted to post something for this story tn
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*DISCONTINUED*One day, I'll make the sky extra pretty for you | Chris Sturniolo
FanfictionONLY RATED MATURE BC OF THE TOPICS NO SMUT whatsoever bc both me and the sturniolos don't feel comfortable with it. ⚠️ TRIGGER WARNING ⚠️ su!c!de, s3lf h4rm, and mental health topics. cover and banner by @luvsturniqlo
