The Macabre ➸ Psycho C.R.

《12》

Here's a longer chapter bc I was supposed to update yesterday :)

-Darcie-

"Darce."

"Mmm?"

"Darcie, wake up."

"Five more mi..."

"Get up!"

I snored quietly.

"Chan! Get this bath hog out of here. Nat's in the other shower and we're gonna be late."

I snored again.

"Chandler!"
My eyes snapped open and I lurched upwards, hitting my head against Nathan 's, who was hovering over the side of the bathtub, clearly trying to wake me up.

I looked around, flinching at the ache coming from my neck as Nathan groaned in pain. "Jesus, Darcie, are you out to get me put in hospital?"

"What...why am I...in...what?" I murmered, rubbing my sore neck and squinting as my eyes adjusted to the light.

"That's what I was going to ask you." Nathan said, a half smile on his face. "Here." He said, passing me a cup of water which was in his hand.

I stretched to grab the glass, and as I did so, the shoulder of my top fell a little. I blushed as Nathan's eyes fell upon a purple mark on my collar bone. "Oh my God." He exclaimed, tilting his head to the side with his mouth open. He chuckled.

"You two...you fucked in the bathtub, oh shit, I never would've-"

"Shut up!" I shouted, grabbing onto his t-shirt. "We didn't...fuck. that's gross. We don't even-"

"Well you made out!" He whispered in shock with a smirk on his face, getting the hint that I didn't want him shouting.

I clambered out of the bathtub, pushing my hair out of my reddened face. "You can't...tell your sister. She'll hate me even more-"

"Why would I tell her? That's up to you." He said, furrowing his eyebrows. I sighed, taking a large gulp of water.

"What?" Nathan questioned. "Did you think they were...Natalie and Chandler?" He scoffed, and I pulled an unsure expression. "My sister is the biggest lesbian I know. You've got nothing to worry about."

My eyebrows raised a little, but before I could say something Chandler entered, as if he had come running from somewhere. His cheeks were pink and he was slightly out of breath.

"What's the matter? Is everything o-"

I bit my bottom lip and stared at the glass in my hands, taking another sip as Nathan turned to speak.

"Nah, we're good," he ruffled his hair whilst tilting his head to the side. "Was just talking to Darcie about your night in the fuck tub."

I looked up and scowled at Nathan, then turned to Chandler who looked just as pissed, although his cheeks were reddening even more.

"Oh, did I say...fuck tub?" Nathan scoffed. "I totally meant bathtub. Silly me!"

Nathan continued to laugh to himself as he walked out of the bathroom, ruffling Chandler's hair on the way. "Lighten up, asshole. Unless you two want to see my ass, you'd better get out of here."

Chandler and I walked into the hall in awkward silence.

"Um..." Chandler started, awkwardly rubbing the back of his neck. "We're leaving in twenty minutes...so get ready and make yourself look...presentable." He said, not making eye contact with me once.