Malice POV
I felt a blanket covering me, opening my eyes, I noticed my computer turned off. I was also in my bed. From what I remembered, I was in the bathroom.
“Who carried me to bed?” I softly asked, thinking I was alone in my room. “That would be me.” a crusty voice muttered beside me.
Bry was fixing his position, on the chair he was sitting on. It looked like he waited for me to wake up, for a while. Other than his position, I also noticed his eyes and tone of voice earlier. He was crying.
He NEVER cries. Well everyone cries, but like my character in my book, Dya. He usually hides it.
“Ry? Why are you crying..?”
“Nothing Ally. I'm fine” he said while sniffing.
I stared at him with a ‘you're not fine’ look. He sighed and finally spoke. “Ally. You drank. Drank fucking alcohol. You NEVER drink. We’re all stressed about this whole exposing shit. But even if you’re stressed, please don’t drink. Not because it's bad. But you just don’t know when to stop, you can’t handle a lot of alcohol, yet you drank a whole fucking bottle.” while he spoke, his voice cracked from time to time.
“It was half a bottle, Ry.”
“HALF???” a new voice entered my room.
“Well, more than half…”
“HOW IS THAT BETTER” the two synced.
“It’s not?” I asked innocently. “NO” the synced once more.
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I took a shower as requested by Selena. You know, my housemate, just in case you forgot. She said I stink as a stuck filled with alcohol and not its regular stunk.
I mean she was right of course, I did stink. But it still hurts.
Dressing up in clean, perfumed clothes, I went to the living room where Odin was speaking to Selena about the situation. “I already knew about that.” Selena told Odin. She was a fan of his, and she was always updated on Twitter.
The two turned towards me, Selena rushed and hugged me tight. “Can’t breathe-” I muttered, out of breath. “Sorry, love…” she apologized. “Also, thank you! For having a bath. Phew! you smelled like shit when we spoke earlier.” she stated while walking to the kitchen.
“Quite rude to say that to a friend.” Odin commented.
Forgot he was here- uhm. Awkward.
“It's normal for her to say what she felt or thought.” I told him, he nodded and spoke once more. “The carnival had security cameras, the manager is letting us check the footage.”
“If you’d like, we could go there,” he continued. If we check the footage, we’ll see you took the photos, but then again it’ll be difficult to check the specific time…
It was either this, or we’ll never know
“Sure, I’ll come.” I replied.
He smiled and called Selena. “My parents let me use their car. I’ll drive.” I nodded and followed him out the door.
His parent’s car was already in front of their house. He turned the car on, and I entered the passenger seat next to Odin.
“Where’s Ry?” I asked, “I think he went to the park first.” he replied while starting to drive.
With the awkward silence in the car, I decided to speak. “How are we going to address your fans?”
“You’re worried about that? Alice, the book store had a whole crowd when I went there.” Selena addressed.
What? How. “What were they doing there!?”
“Well one, I don’t think they were going to buy books. And two they were holding signs with ‘ leave my Odin alone ‘ so basically I think they're all fangirls of his.” she stated, pointing to Odin at the end
Crazy fans, this is why I prefer to go secret than to share everything. People are crazy, too crazy.
Odin hissed some words about the fans, but I couldn’t be sure what the words were.
Almost arriving at the amusement park, there was a huge crowd on the ticket lines. Many people were yelling, “What's taking so long?” “Are they there??”. Most were also complaining about the rain.
“They’re here for you two.” Selena told me and Odin.
I groaned, “is there some back entrance we can enter through?” Odin asked. “I’ll go out and ask a worker, I’ll message you, Mal.”
Once she exited the car, the people looked at her. But continued to protest with the workers. ‘Must think we were an Uber or something.’
Notifications
Messages: Selena sent you a message!
They’re letting you use the back gate. What’s
the plate number?
sent her the plate number, which was given to me by Odin.
“She said we can go now. The gate is on the back of the park.” Odin nodded and drove off.
A guard stopped us as we entered the gate. “Are you two ‘Odin’ and ‘Malice’?” the guard asked, checking the plate of the car. “Yes, we are,” Odin replied.
Not believing us, the guard asked for IDs. Odin gave him his driving licence while I gave him my own licence. “Thank you, you may go.”
Odin parked at the parking spaces for employees. We both went out to meet up with Selena.
“Don’t go that way.” Odin warned.
‘Why? Was I going towards the park entrance??’ I thought to myself.
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(cut tho the part where the two entered to room with the security cameras)
“There.” he said, “bookstore-streamer Odin, is the same with..”
“Yes, Mal. we’re the same people.”
“Odd gaming and Leoniethegreat, were my unknown messages?!”
“Stop,” he said. “This must be the reason they knew, Malice.”
“So, it was my fault we’re in this predicament? Bloody hell. I should've not said that, especially in public. And you were a faceless content creator with an image. Now I gave you a bad reputation?! Ah shit I fucking ruined everything didn’t i? What do you think will happen to our careers? Oh and the bookstore’s– What if they won’t accept my works anymore, what if Selena gets fired and they lose their business because of my actions? What if you get cancelled??” I ranted.
“Mal..”
“And how about Bry? Will he get involved with this as well?? My parents.. And Grace knows about this, what will she think of me now!?”
Odin took both of my hands, “Malice, please. Calm down alright.” He said looking into my eyes, “Everything will be fine, we can fix this. Your family, Bry, Selena, the bookstore won’t be involved and nothing bad is going to happen to them. We’ll just confront the one who posted it, and explain everything to the fans.” his voice became softer and softer.
I sighed. “Confront, Odin? How?” I spoke in a low soft voice.
“We’ll stream, cameras open.” open? They’ll see our faces, our reactions. What will they think of me? I don’t think I’ll be ready for this.
“Mal, it’ll be my first time too.”
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