Chapter eighteen: Watch

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-Double's POV-

They actually don't want you to stay, you know that right?

Martin and I walk up to his room again after eating, both of us quiet. The thoughts have been in my head through the whole discussion.

You know that they're going to kick you out after being at the police, right? You're a burden for them.

We walk into his room.

"Wanna watch a movie?" Martin asks. I nod, giving him a slight smile.

You're annoying.

"What movie?" he asks, looking through his drawer of movies.

"Got any new ones?" I ask, walking up beside him. "Remember, I'm your best friend, I've seen all of your movies, at least twice," I laugh. 

Yeah, you're his best friend. But you know that he'll become distant now that he has Simon. You were just someone he waited with until he could get someone like Simon. Someone who's not fucked up, like you.

"Hmm... I have Mockingjay part one?" He says, taking out the cd, picturing Katniss on it. 

"Sounds good," I say, him smiling at me. I give a weak smile back, the thoughts making me depressed.

He hates you.

We sit on his bed, the movie starting.

 (***SPOILER ALERT IF YOU HAVEN'T SEEN OR READ THE MOVIE, SPOILERS HEREE***) 

Showing Katniss sitting alone with arms wrapped aroud her legs, I kind of see my self in her. That's what I want to do right now: just sit down, curl into a ball and silently cry. God, I wish I could make the thoughts go away.

He hates you, his parents hate you, Simon hates you, Baki hates you EVERYONE hates you. Even I hate you and I AM you.

As Katniss' posing for the rebellion's video, my phone goes lights up, it laying in the couch. I carefully reach for it, checking what've happened on my phone. I realise that it has been on mute as I read:

-Baki ;) (60+) Messages-

-Baki ;) 5 Missed Calls-

I smile a little, feeling my heart get lighter. I open my phone, scrolling through all the messages. Baki and I haven't talked in about four days.

The previous message is from... 15 minutes ago. I grin. I text back, explaining the situation. We still haven't got together, but we're close, I think.

He doesn't want to know all of your shit. He doesn't actually like you.

I go back to the movie. Katniss is in front of a fire, talking into a camera.

"...You burn with us!" She says, anger in her eyes and voice. I look over at Martin, who's already sleeping. I move to the couch, too lazy to watch the movie.

I soon fall asleep to, after a while of waiting for Baki to text me back.

God, I'm nervous for tomorrow.










(OKAY, OKAY, I KNOWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW

THIS CHAPTER IS SHORT AND BAD TOO, SORREHHHHHH

OKAY BYE

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