🎶 [Way Down We Go - KALEO]
evie's pov
i walked down the stairs aggressively, a sense of betrayal and anger rising up in me. i begin knocking on the bedroom doors. there was only 4 bedrooms, which meant i just have to prepare my eyes.
"what?" i hear a faint response in the first room. i open the door to see a familiar face, grace.
she was stood in front of the door, as if she had just opened it.
"oh my god hi!"
"hi! what's going on in there?"
"action" she states, a cheeky smirk on her face.
"i'll leave you be then. tell me later!" i whisper as i shut the door.
i continue knocking on the doors until i get to the 3rd door. before i can even knock on it a man opens it in front of me, so violently it almost hit me, before he pushes past me and walks out.
"leave then" an angry female voice shouts from inside.
"lulu?" i ask, walking inside.
she's sat on top of the bed, clearly drunk and her dress ridden up her thighs.
i was happy to see her, but instead of a warm response she just rolls her eyes at me.
"where have you been?"
"what do you mean?" she says, clearly irritated.
"you haven't been at school-"
"oh my god why do you always need to know where i am? you're so obsessive!"
"what? i'm you're best friend?"
"no. no you're not. you just say you are. this is exactly why i've been avoiding you."
"what are you talking about? did i do something?"
"no! that's exactly it! you didn't do anything! you never do anything! you just hover behind me allll theee timeee" she says, lengthening "all the time" to reiterate her point.
i stand over her, my hands slowly loosening from a tight fist. my heart dropped.
"you don't want me with you?"
"no. i don't."
"you could've just told me tha-"
"you know what people say about you? what they say to me?"
she stands up, stepping closer to me.
my heart is in my stomach and i can feel tears welling up. a sharp pain in my throat begins to take over my feelings.
"oh lulu, why are you friends with evie" she says, mocking them.
"oh lulu, she's so weird, leave her be, ecectra ecetra" she uses her hands to act out the things she's saying.
"so you're gonna listen to them?"
"no. it's not even about them. it's about you. you judge everything i do, always talking about boys you like but getting mad at me for actually talking to them. always lingering behind me when i talk to my friends. i can feel it."
"i never judge you."
i limit my words in order to stop my tears from falling.
"yes you do! don't try and deny it! you know we shouldn't be friends. so please just leave me alone."
"what about-"
"no. no what abouts. i'm sick of you"
"you're drunk."
"i am drunk. but i mean everything. i'm done with you. so please, please just stop talking to me."
she pulls her dress down before inching uncomfortably close to me. i look down at her due to me being tall than her. her face is so close to mine her nose almost touches mine. if i cried it would fall onto her face.
"listen, im sorry and everything. you look nice. okay? real nice. but harshness is the only way to get through to you."
silence lingers in the air after she pierced it with her violent words.
she looks at me one more time before pushing past me, shoving my shoulder as she opens the door and leaves the room.
i stand in silence for a minute. completely taken aback by everything she just spat at me. it felt so random, so out of nowhere for her to just suddenly say all of that. i knew she was avoiding me, but jesus? how long as she been bottling that up?
i lean against the door, closing it and locking it to give myself complete privacy.
"don't cry. don't cry" i whisper to myself, convinced not to ruin my makeup.
despite having such a strange night, i still wanted to look good. i wanted it to last. who knows who if i see ben again?
right, ben. that didn't go well either.
the pain in my throat is becoming unbearable, but i really didn't want to ugly cry at a party. i sit down on the bed for a second as i pull out my phone. i put my headphones in before scrolling on tiktok, in a desperate attempt to distract myself.
just as the pain in my throat begins to disappear as well the tears dissipating, my phone buzzes.
[Low battery reminder]
[10%]
jesus christ. now my phone? i completely forgot to charge it before we left, and this is supposed to last both me and grace. it's fine.
i turn the brightness all the way down and place it back in my pocket. i sit on the bed for at least 3 minutes trying to recollect myself, thinking of funny memories to cheer myself up.
"Meddle About" by Chase Atlantic begins to play on the speakers.
okay this is good, i love this song.
i stand up again with a smile, looking around for a mirror, which for some reason they didn't have.
luckily they did have a bathroom facing the bed though.
i run my fingers through my hair and pull my shirt down again in hopes i don't look as bad as i think.
i violently pull down the door handle and open the bathroom. the door flings open and i look straight forward.
my face drops as i realise someone is in the bathroom. the last person i wanted to see.
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Redamancy
Romantikevie is a shy, unpopular girl trying to make her way through school alone, until she collides with noah, the loud and popular boy who seems to pay a lot of attention to her, considering he "hates" her; all while evie's caught up in a crush for a boy...
