*Channing's P.O.V*
Its been one week since Zane found me in the bathroom at school and I refuse to leave my room, he can't see me cause I just ran after my first two words to him were aw fuck.
"Channing god dammit I told you the new neighbors were coming over for dinner now get ready they'll be here in an hour" mum groans from the other side of the door
"Argh fine" I yell striping myself of the bed covers. Turning on the shower and my speaker I undress making sure not to look in the mirror, when the shower is warm I hop in feeling relief but not enough spread over my body. Grabbing my spare blade from under the soap I give myself more relief before stepping out of the shower, wrapping a fluffy black towel around my torso.
Once I'm dressed in my black and maroon outfit (picture on side) I head down stairs dreading the rest of tonight but I fake a smile and run up to Donnie.
"Donnie!" I scream tackling him to the couch. He looks up at me, messy brown hair covering his face.
"Channing! You're up" he laughs pulling me into a hug
"Yep now I can tickle yo-" I get cut off
"Channing. Donnie. They're here now come-on" mum calls from the hallway
"Ok we're coming" we call in unison racing each other to mum
"Really Channing you couldn't of worn something I don't know more happy?"
"Nope" I say popping the p. Mum mutters something under her breath, barely audible. I sort out my beanie as mum opens the door, standing in front of us are two girls one with short blonde spikey hair and the other long black hair in a messy bun, both probably in their early thirtys.
"Hi I'm Mya" the black haired girl says "and this is my wife, Skylar" she says pointing to the blonde haired one
"Hi" Skylar says hyperly.
"Hi" me and Donnie mumble back "and this is our son Zander" she says turning to the side. I see a face I didn't want so see again.
"Aw fuck!" I groan getting confused looks
"Channing language!" My mother gasps.
"I go by Zane" 'Zander' pipes up,
"of course you do" I mutter going to shake his hand like we have never met.
"Hi I'm Channing" I say putting on one of my best fake smiles,
"As I said, I'm Zane" he smile, his white teeth giving off a glare. He bends down to my ear "we need to talk about last week" he whispers, I give a slight nod before stepping away.
We sit around eating, well everyone but me, while the parents chat away. Once everyone has finished I look down at my still full plate and hear my mother sigh "I ate a big lunch" I mumble taking my plate to the kitchen
"If you say so Channing." She mutters " Mya, Skylar why don't we go into the living room. Channing and Zane why don't you go up to her room and get to now each other" she smiles. My face drains all colour while Zane answers for me
"Of course just call up to me when you're ready to go mums" he smiles dragging me upstairs by the wrist, I hiss in pain but thankfully he doesn't notice. As we arrive at my black painted door I move in front and open it revealing my messy 'tumblr' room as you'd call it. "Nice room. Very tumblr" he comments sitting on the beds edge, I sit down next to him and subconsciously pull my sleeves down.
"Zander? Really?" I laugh
"Channing don't change the subject" he says, tone serious "Channing show me your wrists."
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