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

061

TW: vomiting
please read with caution.

*flashback*
four years ago:

"hey ted!" i waved from the front door.
"hey schlatt."

"hey dahlia." they said.

"we need to talk to you about something."

"sure." i said nonchalantly, even though my heart was beating fast.

"we found a blood covered blade in the bathroom."

"and it's not mine." ted said.

"and it's not mine." schlatt crossed his arms.

"i accidently cut my finger with it. i'm not hurting myself." i put my hands on my hips.

"can i see your arms?"

i paused.
"no."

"hey," schlatt got up.
"i'm not mad. i need to see if they're infected. if they are you could lose your arms."

now that scared me.
i held out my arms.

he lifted my sleeves.
his eyes were a little watery.
"sit down with ted. i'll grab some neosporin and bandages."

i nodded and sat down with ted.
"i didn't mean to." i shoved my sleeves down.

he hugged me.
"i know. we'll help you ok?"

i nodded.
schlatt came back with some rubbing alcohol and bandages.

"we're all out of neosporin so alcohol will do for now."
it's going to sting.

he started to wipe alcohol on my arm and i winced in pain.
i had a deep cut there.

ted grabbed my hand so i could squeeze.
after a few moments schlatt bandaged them up.

"it's almost over, dahlia. one more arm."

i let go of ted and gave schlatt my other arm.
it hurt the same and ted held my hand again.

after he bandaged them up we all sat down.
my leg was bouncing and i had tears running down my face.

"you doin ok?" ted asked.

i shook my head.
"this is shitty."

schlatt hugged me.
"your going to be ok, kid."
i shook my head.
"yes you are."

i cried and ted rubbed my back.
"i'll help with whatever i can." ted added.

*flashback end*

i wonder if he'd be disappointed.
i wonder if they're all disappointed.

"JAMBO!" i heard schlatt yell.

jambo was in my room.
he likes to lay with potato on my bed.

i was sitting at my desk trying to edit a minecraft video.

jambos ear shot up at schlatts voice.
he jumped off of the bed and walked out the door with a meow.

"WHO ATE THE FRIDGE MAGNETS AGAIN?"

it could only be one person.
...
me.

"JAMBO OMG DAHLIA HIS STOMACH FEELS LIKE MAGNETS."

"THIS IS THE SECOND TIME!"
i shut my laptop and called the vet.

"hello austin, texas animal vet. how may i help you?"

"hi my friends cat jambo, ate a few fridge magnets again."

"his owner is jared schlatt?"

"yes."

"oh jambo. being him in as soon as possible

"i will."

i hung up and we grabbed the cat and his cage and ran to the car.

"could you hold him for the ride?" schlatt asked.

"sure." i put jambo on my lap and pet it softly as schlatt put the truck into drive and drove off to the vet.
"jambo you need to stop eating magnets."

"no more magnets on the fridge."

"yeah it didn't work putting on top."

we sat in silence as alt-j played on the radio.

"i was thinking of moving." he said after a few minutes.

"huh?"

"like to a house. i make enough money." he stopped at a red light.

"true."

"how do you feel about it?"

"it's your decision." i replied.

"we can look at houses."

"sure."

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i slid the blade down my arm and turned on the faucet to rinse the cut with.

i don't even do it as a punishment anymore.
it just feels good.

i walked out of the bathroom.
schlatt is at a restaurant with one of his friends.

i grabbed the beer from the fridge.
i'm getting fucking wasted.

schlatts pov:

"thanks for the ride, conner."

"no problem."

i walked up all the steps of the apartment.
then i opened the door.

i saw dahlia sitting with a beer while 3 empty bottles were surrounding them.
they're eyes were red and black eyeliner was staining her cheeks.

"dahlia? are you drunk?"

"yep!" she laughed taking a sip.

"you sound wasted. how many beers did you have?"

"this is my f-fourth one." she slurred.

"did you drink on an empty stomach?"

"yeah."

"but you ate before i left."

"i threw it up! duh how do you think i stay the same weight?!"
i paused.
i sat down then they started crying.
"i didn't mean to."

"didn't mean to what?"

"i'm sorry."

"sorry why?"

"WHAT?! why THE FUCK are you asking so many QUESTIONS?!" they yelled.

"dahlia are you ok?"

"fuck yes why wouldn't i be ok?"

"cause..."
i stopped, i shouldn't argue with a drunk person.

"i'm so fucking tired man." they tossed the empty beer bottle to the carpeted floor and curled up on the couch.
"night."

and just like that, they were asleep.
i sighed and grabbed their blanket and covered them and put a trash can right next to them on the floor.

dahlias pov:

i woke up with a sick feeling and i knew i was going to throw up.
i saw a trash can next to me and i threw up and tried to hold my hair up but i had just woken up and my arms were weak.
i shut my eyes cause i was tired.

i heard foot steps but i couldn't see where they were coming from.

my hair got picked up and i puked up a second time.
i wiped my mouth and laid back down.
"let me get you some water." i heard a voice say.
i got handed some pills and water.
"that should help your headache."

i took them and laid back down.
i opened my eyes and saw schlatt walking away.
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June 23, 2024