Elliott Miller is your average 23 year-old, only with a lost father and a resentful mother. When he goes back to his hometown to make amends, he inadvertently gets dragged into the activities of an illicit criminal group.
Enter Marcel Nixon, 25, wh...
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Vivien was laughing hard and I sat there, red in the face, with my feet up on the dashboard and ice cream in hand. Earlier, we decided to stop by a convenience store to pick up some water and ice cream, to try and sober up in the car before going back home.
"So you just started making out without even telling each other your names?"
"Who tells each other their names when they're making out in a club of all places."
"Umm...someone who doesn't want to make out with a serial killer."
I looked at her, horrified and she just stared back with a strangely placid expression.
I blinked.
She blinked.
Then we both burst out laughing till our stomachs hurt and we had tears in our eyes. I dabbed my eyes with a tissue, not wanting to mess up my makeup another time. I'd already touched it up once after making out so much and it felt wrong to get tears all over it.
"How was your night though? Have any fun with someone?" I wiggled my eyebrows dramatically.
She rolled her eyes and swatted me away.
"I have a boyfriend, you know."
I sat up straight, surprised at how she dropped this revelation so casually.
"Since when!? And why don't I know already?"
"Since a couple of weeks ago. If you didn't spend so much time with Mr. Hotshot Spy, then maybe you could've checked in once in a while with your best friend," replied, folding her arms in pseudo-offence.
"I already told you that I'm sorry," I whined. "Tell me more."
Vivien turned scarlet at that and I smirked, glad that she'd found someone who made her happy.
"His name's Phoenix and I actually knew him back in high school but he was a year above me so we didn't really talk much. Anyways, we got matched on this random dating app and I thought it would be fun, since we went to the same school and all. He actually turned out to be super charming and fun to hang out with, and, for once, not in a weird, sleazy way. He also had a serious glow up after senior year and when I say he's hot..."
I listened to her talk on about him with genuine adoration, her eyes lighting up when she mentioned the times they shared. It had been only a little more than two weeks since they had become official but apparently they had been talking for nearly three months now. I had yet to meet and inspect him for myself but from the way she spoke, I already had a good impression. He seemed to treat her like royalty, always spending time and prioritizing her needs.
My thoughts drifted to Marcel again and that feeling of numbness began to return. I tried to keep a smile on for Viv but she could always see through me.
