CHAPTER 17

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Atlas might die.

This is the first time that he is really ready to die—he might die because of embarrassment.

He's just staring at his phone dumbfounded. Mouth parted and eyes widened.

It happened just yesterday, but he will carry this embarrassment forever.

He can't believe that he just said this all to Race! He can't remember texting Race that he misses him! The fuck!

He wants to die.

He wants to die.

He wants to die.

He can't hold this embarrassment forever. He might die because of this embarrassment!

What did I do?! What the fuck have I done?!

God. This is not me. I didn't say this to him. I'm not the one who's texting him.

He bangs his head to the wall.

Bangs. Bangs. Bangs.

It hurts.

His forehead goes red.

He regretted it after.

“Atlas, aren't you going to university?” His sister knocked on the door.

“No.” He simply said.

There's no way he'll go to university after he did some terrible and horrible thing that he might want to forget but he can't since his mind is always betraying him and always thinking of the shit he'd done.

It's because of this stupidity, he'll carry this embarrassment.

“You should go to Uni, At—”

“Ugh, shut up, Artemis.”

A loud bang exploded. His sister just hit his door hard, he didn't know what his sister threw to create a loud bang.

“Stop destructing my property, Artemis—”

“Don't call me, Artemis! I am your ate if you forget—”

“Oh, God. I didn't forget it.” He cuts his sister's off.  “I just don't feel like going to University, okay? I just want to stay here,” forever if he likes.

No one talks, his sister went silent. Maybe his sister just walked away? Tired of him?

Atlas just shrugged his shoulders then he went back hitting his head to the wall.

Stupid.

Stupid.

Stupid.

Why did I do that?!

I think it's time to go to Mars. I want to be an Alien.

He opens his phone and re-read his messages.

Atlas: Jesus. I know this is crazy and not so fucking me but fucckk Race! I really miss you, okay?

He really typed this?! It's like it's not him. He wouldn't text Race like this.

He read the last message. It was Sebastian who sent it, but he attached photos of him! Laying on his stomach and he's sleeping.

I'll kill Sebastian for this.

How can he face Race when he carries embarrassment everywhere he goes. It's so hard to face and talk in front of Race without getting red.

He stopped when he heard a click, then his door flew open and his siblings stepped in.

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