chapter 1

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Dallas is your bestfriend. He's even given you a special nickname, baby, even though your real name is Helen. Hes 20 and you're 19.

you just finished helping Dallas bring the rest of his boxes into his new house. you couldn't help but also feel proud that you encouraged him to save his money.

Dallas: We finally finished, now I have to unpack all this shit...

Helen: Oh come on dally, this is amazing! You have your own home!!

I smile, trying to cheer him up. He looks as if something is distracting him.

Helen: Dallas? What's the matter?

Dallas: Helen, I gotta ask you something.

I feel like something is off.

Helen: Yeah?

Dallas: Since you helped me get this place and everything... do you wanna move in. I mean it's only fair, and I couldn't live here alone.

Helen: Oh yeah, definitely. That sounds fun!

Dallas: So let's go get your things, furniture, whatever you need.

Me and Dallas go get all my stuff, I feel so worn out. All day we just moved stuff back and forth. Hopefully all goes good and it's worth it. I can't help but feel a little excited.

Helen: Hey I think i'll get unpacked and everything tomorrow. Thank you for everything Dallas.

I hug him tightly.

Dallas: Of course, baby, anytime.

For some reason my stomach feels fuzzy, it's never felt like this before. What's happening?

I go upstairs to the premade bed from the previous owners, the comforter doesn't look that comfortable but it'll do. I crawl into bed and fall asleep.

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