everlong ; sal fisher x reader

chapter 28

when i got home that day, i saw i had a few texts from sal.

> hey where r u

oops. i forgot to tell him that i left early. his next one made my brows furrow.

> if this is abt them im srry
> i didnt think they would be so angry

i cocked my head. well, at least i know i'm not going crazy and they actually were mad at me.... for something. i began texting back.

< wtf did i even do
< everyones being so fcking weird and for what

> can i come over so we can talk ?

< yea come asap

i sighed and put my phone in my chest. the guilt of not inviting them to my show was really starting to settle in. i mean, if they weren't mad about luke then they were surely going to be mad at me now.

i impatiently awaited his arrival until i finally got a text.

> here

i rushed to the door as quietly as i could and opened the door. when i saw him, i put my finger to my lips and mouthed 'shh.' he nodded and i led him down the hall to my bedroom.

when i shut the door behind me, i sighed and turned to him. he was observing my room again, looking at all the decor and pictures i had on my walls.

sal finally faced me but stayed silent. he had his hands in his pockets. i crossed my arms.

we looked at each other for a few moments. my room was dimmed a little, so it was difficult to see if he was really looking at me or not.

i sighed. "so what's up?"

he remained still and silent for a few seconds, but looked up. "well, i thought it was one thing. i wasn't mad at you."

i furrowed my brows. "what?"

"they were pissy because of halloween. you being all friendly with luke. i didn't care about that."

i walked by him and sat down on the edge of my bed. i didn't say anything.

sal continued to speak. "but... i mean, i just find it kind of shitty that we have been your best supporters and you didn't care to give us a call about your little concert."

my mouth opened, but no sound came out. i was honestly speechless. "um.."

he laughed a little. "and, ha, like i said earlier, i didn't care about that stuff with luke. it's just the fact that you gave him a personal invitation rather than us."

i furrowed my brows. "i was fucking blacked out when i told him about it. barely my fault."

"you had literally 3 days to tell us after."

"why the fuck would i invite you to my show if you all are gonna be so bitchy to me? how does that make sense?"

"i wasn't mad at you, y/n. we had a whole class together and i talked to you the whole damn time."

"god, whatever. you know what i mean. why does it matter? it's my band, i can invite who i want."

he hesitated for a moment. "well..." sal stopped and exhaled. "i guess it doesn't matter then." he crossed his arms and looked to the side.

i looked down, not saying anything.

"just... forget about it." sal began to walk away towards the door.