𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧...?, walker scobell book two !

nine, the endangerments of girls

🌟 i don't remember who i was before you....
𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 nine, the endangerments of girls

the blonde sat in his room after a long day of filming. it seemed that with every page turn in the script the worse the tension got between the boy and girl.

but he had also been avoiding her.

and she had been avoiding him.

he didn't know how to fix it but he also felt like none of what happened was technically his fault. she pushed 𝐡𝐢𝐦 away. he didn't push her away. the boy had thought that when he attended her premiere a couple of months ago that was a sign of forgiveness or a mending.

but it wasn't and he was mistaken.

truthfully he should have never went to her premier. he should have never kissed her. and he should have never let her go.

he didn't know she was hurting on the inside and how was he supposed to? yet he blamed himself.

he looked down at his phone as the house was peace and silent. absolutely no noise. almost like the ghost that laid around had scared around away. they had revealed their playing cards to the flesh to early.

but when they looked at the blonde they decided that even their playing cards couldn't haunt him any longer.

it was funny actually. even casper the ghost wouldn't find him fun to "mess" with.

he scrolled on his phone as he came across a certain brunettes instagram post. he never unfollowed her. and she never unfollowed him.

her most recent post was from seven months ago. it was her older sister alyanna as they danced outside in the rain that poured over their pale skin making their clothes sticky with water.

almost like wrapping paper on a christmas gift. it was stuck until it wasn't.

the boy scrolled down more and more and with every scroll he knew he was reaching the bottom of her feed because she took down every post with him.

he didn't know if she just deleted it or achieved it but he knew he didn't want to know.

the ghost told him that.

he didn't have anything to take down of her. because he hid her from the world. almost like he was ashamed of who she was. but he swore up and down and right and left he wasn't. but a tiny part of him knew that was a lie.

a sigh left his mouth as it was now the only noise in the room. the only noise even in the house.

his body made its way to the door before pulling the door open and walking out. it was even more quiet in the halls. you could drop a penny and it could echo. almost like screams in a cave.

he made his way downstairs as he walked to the kitchen before grabbing a glass cup that sat in the kitchen cabinet.

the cabinets where white and blended in with the all white that covered the kitchen and walls. everything was so blan.

he filled up the cup with water before drinking it and setting down the cup on the table.

he heard the sound of someone walking down the stairs before his head picked up and he saw the brunette girl he was just recently thinking of.

it was almost like a sign from heaven on earth. he didn't know what it symbolized but it must have been a sign.

" i ddint know anyone else was here sorry" he heard her say before the girl turned around and was going to go back the way she came from. " no ill leave its fine" he told her before he grabbed his cup and made his way past her as she saw the girl stop her movements.

he didn't even look back as he made his way upstairs. he was scared that if he looked back it would all be just a dream. the ghost would have been taunting him for how obsessed he still was over her. so he refused to acknowledge her stance.

almost like she became invisible.

━━━━━━ 𝐦𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐰𝐞𝐬 !
was watching old alex warren videos when writing this
so keep that in mind.