𝐖𝐞 𝐅𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐢𝐧 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐎𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐫 | ☆彡𝐧𝐢𝐤𝐢 𝐧𝐢𝐡𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐮☆彡

009

dahlias pov:

"are you sure your ok?" niki asked.

"yeah," i wince as she puts the ice pack back on my cheek.

"that's going to leave a little mark."  she mumbled.

i lean closer to the coldness and she hugs me, holding me to her chest.

i hear her heartbeat.

her hands play with my hair and some show she put on plays in the background.
i feel the show fade out and only the sound of her heart and her fingers in my hair is heard.

Nikis pov:

i feel them go limp in my arms and her breathing steady.
my face gets hot and my stomach fills with butterflies.
i keep her in my arms and lean back and i fall asleep with them in my arms.

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Dahlias pov:

i wake up and nikis still asleep.
i get up and walk to the living room and lay on the couch, on my phone.

*flashback*

i finally got home after a rough day at work and just really want a hug.

so i go to my boyfriends room cause, that's what boyfriends are for right??

"aiden?"

"ugh one sec boys, my stupid girlfriend is talking to me."

i feel my heart drop, am i annoying?
"um, can i please have a hug? i feel really stressed, and i kinda want someone to hold me." i look down.

i hear laughter. "you dumbass. why would i hug you? i'm in a game right now. maybe later." my heart hurt at his words. "did ya hear that?? she wanted a fucking hug like a pussy!!"

i hear laughter come from the headphones.
i feel so humiliated.

"i'm sorry."

"it's ok, I forgive you."

i feel stupid for wanting a hug.
that's a stupid request.

i go to my bathroom and shut the door.
i stare at myself in the mirror, i look so tired and teary eyed.

"stupid." i mumble. "stupid stupid stupid!"
i shout at my reflection.
"i should just kill myself." i bang my head with my fists.

*another flashback*

i walked to schlatts house cause he wanted to talk.

"hey schlatt."

"dahlia i've been meaning to talk to you."

"this sounds like an intervention." i laugh.

"well. kinda," he pauses, seeming to look for the words.
"how is aiden treating you?"

"he's treating me fine!" i defend him.

"cause we were on call the other day and he was shouting names at you and yelling. are you ok?"

"yes! he just doesn't know how to handle his emotions. he loves me, he does."

"are you sur-"

"yes can you leave me alone?!"

he sighs. "i just wanted to make sure you were ok."

"i can handle myself. your not my dad." i got up and tried to leave but his grip on my wrist held me back.
i winced slightly at the firmness cause i had recently cut. "let me leave." i said weakly.