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My phone kept ringing. Did they honestly think I was going to get personal with them. Why I am sleeping the way I am, why I decided to take drugs.. I just met them.

Texts and calls were spamming my phone. My lock screen hasn't had the chance to turn off. The text that caught my attention was Ethan's.
Yes I gave them my phone number.

Ethan; I'm sorry Clara, I was just worried about you. Please let me explain

C; nobody is stopping you ..

Ethan; in person please, my place.
C; okay brt

Honestly he has nothing to apologize for, I'm a type a person that gets carried away with any kinds of conflicts that happen to my friends.

Although the only friend that I had, left me 2 years ago. It still feels like yesterday when I found the note that he was leaving. But that's just another story.

-

I arrive at the floor to their place. I just stood there, in front  of the door regretting about coming or not.  At my luck, the door rapidly opened with a relieved Grayson.

He pulls my arm and hugs me. His arms are around my shoulders, I couldn't have the chance to breath.
"Please forgive me Clara" he said
"And me" shouted Ethan as he ran up to me and we had a group hug.

"Why are you guys so worried about it?" I asked as I placed my bag on their couch.
"I knew that if I asked you about your past, it'll affect you. I never intended on having an argument" Ethan slurs 

"Especially so early in the morning" Grayson added while he was eating cereal

"Guys it's okay, really" I looked at both of them. They were acting so nervous over it. It couldn't hurt having to lose a person, they got plenty more.

"Good, cuz I hate that feeling in my gut where I feel like 'fuck now they hate me'" Ethan air quotes
"So we good" Grayson asks
"Yup" I reassure

He smiles, "good" he holds my hand.
"Let's go somewhere" he said
"Can I come with?" Ethan yelled from the living room

"No!" Grayson yells, he pulls me out their apartment. We could hear Ethan fake crying as the door closes.

"Where are we goin'?" I asked
His pace is much faster then mine, I had to speed walk.
"Why are you walking so fast" I groan as I had to speed up.
He scrunched his eyebrows
"I'm not" he chuckled

As we had exited the building, he lets go of my hand. It made me frown, he noticed and began to laugh.

"Why are you always laughing" I chuckled as I spoke
"I don't know" he wouldn't stop laughing. He lifts my chin with his finger.
"Your so cute" he grinned
We didn't even focus on where we were going, a car honked at us. We were in the middle of the cross walk.

We both gasped as we ran to the other side of the street. He hasn't stopped laughing.
"I don't even know where we're going" I shrugs his shoulders

"Are you kidding me?!" I punched his shoulder.
"Oh I'm sorry did you hit me" he looks down at me
"Your calling me weak, you fucknut"

-

Grayson and I agreed on going to get fro yo and walking to the nearest woods.
"I love adventures" I said in awe. There were trees everywhere, making the woods darker than it normally is.

"Something in common, it's so much fun" he finished his fro yo and crumbled it up.

As we continued to walk, there was an edge not too far out. Grayson made it up before me, he sits on the end and takes a picture. It was certainly a lovely scenery.

"Need it for the gram" he laughs
"Bro" I snort

"So, tell me about yourself, other than what happened yesterday" he smiles weakly.

"I'm secretly crazy, like a lot" I laugh
"There's honestly not much to say" I let the last word slide.

"Other than your extremely pretty" He interrupts. "No" I furrow my eyebrows.
He doesn't know what he's talking about..

"Oh but I do, and trust me, I mean what I said" either I spoke out loud, or he can read minds.

I return from my thoughts and noticed Grayson looking right at me. He was smiling. I smile back, but looked down quickly.

"What's wrong Clara?" He asked
I shook my head, he lightly pushed my shoulder. He really wants to know?
"I don't deserve to be happy"

~

CLIFFHANGAH HAH

I THINK I LIKE THIS STORY. But watch sooner or late imma be like
"Guys I don't think I can continue this anymore"

LITERALLY EVERY STORY
I'm just not a good of writer, never even thought of creating a WATTPAD in the first place but oh look, HERE I AM.
THATS ALL, thnxxxxxx

ROLL OUT 💸

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