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NEW YORK CITY
Monday, oct 31th
nobody's pov



IT WAS HALLOWEEN MORNING, aswell as the morning after the horrors went down in the carpenter's apartment.

The group had been sat in silence, struggling to say a word. Lennon was positioned in the ambulance next to Mindy and Tara, with Chad stood next to her rubbing her shoulder with his hand softly in comfort.

The blonde was staring down at her shoes, her white socks, which were once white now stained with red, poking out the top.

She was struggling to come to terms with the fact Anika was gone. She made sure to pinch herself ever so often to make sure she wasn't dreaming.

Hearing the rummaging of tape, she looked up to see Ethan Landry ducking under the barrier. Lennon felt the boy beside her tense up, while Ethan called out his name.

Before she could do anything, Chad was taking long strides towards Ethan. Lennon pushed the blanket off of her, ignoring the pain in her chest and running after her boyfriend.

Chad grabbed Ethan by the collor, before shoving him against a car door. "Where were you" He gritted out of his teeth, ignoring the gasps from Ethan.

"What, when?" Ethan shook his head, looking believably confused.

Lennon ducked under Chad's arms, standing up to push the Meeks-Martin away from Ethan. "Chad, you're making a scene!"

Despite his girlfriend's pleas, Chad ignored her while the Landry stood behind the Lenny. "I had Econ. You know this!" Ethan defended himself, but ultimately failing.

"Bullshit, man! You disappear and my sister almost gets killed. Lenny almost gets killed." Chad yelled in frustration. Two of the most important women in his life were almost brutally murdered and he would never let this go.

Ethan hesitated, looking down at the girl while she stared at her shoes once again. "Dude, I was in a study hall with 100 other people. You can ask any of them."

𝐀 𝐃𝐑𝐎𝐏 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐎𝐂𝐄𝐀𝐍 - chad meeks-martinWhere stories live. Discover now