BEASTLY || CHASE STEIN (EDITING)

Chapter Six

After he was dropped off by his house and wishing the Yorkes a good evening, Garfield had slipped through the door, back into the empty house wishing he hadn't returned. He lay in his bed now, having changed into an old baggy tee and some grey joggers. The sleep deprived seventeen year old tossed and turned, slamming his face into his pillow in annoyance when he failed to drift into slumber. Even with the quiet thrums of Arctic Monkeys playing in the background, Garfield still found himself not being able to sleep.

He was still processing tonight's event. The event weighed heavily on his mind. He had a lot of things going on, one, his mother is in a cult, two, he witnessed said cult murder a girl, and three, he was hungry. Bits and pieces of what happened were now permanently ingrained in his brain. Garfield knew tonight was going to be bad as he found himself thinking about what had happened to Karolina and how he let his anger consume his very being. He had never felt like that before. So angry that it came out like an impossible build up of steam, burning him on the way out, burning the one on the receiving end.

These thoughts prayed on his mind as he sat up, knowing he wasn't going to get any sleep that night as he sleepily climbed out his bed, walking to the light switch as he flicked them on. He blinked several times to allow his eyes to adjust to the light that suddenly filled the room, sighing softly as he took a sip from the cup of water and grabbed a few chocolates that were resting on his night stand. He was silent as he sat down on the bean bag he had in the corner of his room, smiling to himself softly, reminded of when he and his mother used to run around the house using them as shields and mops or brooms as swords.

Pieces of his childhood were images imprinted in his mind; some sweet, some bitter, others strangely forgotten. Though much has changed since his childhood, he still wished things could go back to easier times.

Yawning as he stretched his sore arms over his head, he felt the knot in his neck throb terribly due to the awkward position he was sitting in, his mood becoming more foul; as he reached over tiredly for his phone at the sound of a message.

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Message from~
CYBORG
{Hello babez}
{figured ur sweet ass would be awake}

BEAST BOY
{Hello sweetums}
{to what do i owe the pleasure of ur time}
{as ur dumbass wasn't at the
party and u DIDNT THINK TO TELL MEE!!!}
{DICK MOVE}

Message from~
CYBORG
{lol sorry man totally forgot had a
doctors appointment}
{wiv ur mom actually}
{Also how was party? Worth going?}

BEAST BOY
{mom? Really? Dude u see her more than me}
{party was shit}
{Got any weed?}

Message from~
CYBORG
{yeh}
{wanna smoke?}

BEAST BOY
{dude that's why i asked}

Message from~
CYBORG
{its two in the morning tho}
{eh oh well}
{y aren't u sleepin'? Don't ya like hubornit}
{*hibernate}

BEAST BOY
{learn to spell dipshit}
{also cba sleeping}
{also}
{when u pickin' me up?}

Message from~
CYBORG
{sure mommy will want u on my motorcycle?}

BEAST BOY
{stfu man}
{come get me}
{I'll bring my chocolate}

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He forced himself to grab a pair of trainers as he couldn't be bothered changing out of his plain tee and grey joggers that already kept him somewhat warm. However, he did grab a grey hoodie, pulling the hood over his head, slipping out of his room and down the stairs, swiftly flinging the back door open as he snuck outside, walking through his front yard and hopping over the fence hoping that he doesn't get caught by his neighbour as he waits for Vic.