*Elliott's POV*
I was woken up, someone shaking me. I was covered in sweat and tears all over my face. My heart was aching from the ending of my dream.
Lucas can't die.
"Elliott, Elliott! Wake up! You're having nightmares again!" He said in a worried tone. I looked up to a familiar face covered in sweat.
'Heated situation.'
Shut up!
"What are you doing here? Get out!" I yelled at him, even tho he was close to hear me speak at a normal volume. He backed away a little.
"Making sure you weren't doing the nasty.." He smirked and I glared at him
"What if I was?" I asked sarcastically because, why not? He was teasing me again.
"Then I'd interrupt. Anyway, I was running down the street, and since you leave your window open at night, I heard you scream. So I came in." That made me confused..
How could he climb up the window, a second floor window, with no rope, no ladder..
"In case you're wondering, I still have the key to your door." He stated.
Oh yeah. He had my key. Well isn't that fancy.
"Good. You can use the key to get out and lock the door. From the outside." I hissed at him, venomously.
He made me angry. As much as I missed hanging out with him, I hated him. Who hits a girl?
Deep in my thoughts, I heard the door shut downstairs. I didn't hear him or see him leave. So I just went back to sleep.
It was safe, because I had a nightmare per night. And I closed my eyes, then drifted off peacefully.
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In the morning Jo called to go shopping. An hour later Chris and Jo picked me up and we left to the mall.
"Why did you and Josh break up then, I mean you told us that him cheating wasn't that big of a deal, that something else was also bothering you?" Chris asked me while we were heading to a cute little shop to buy clothes.
"You know...he is a liar, and the biggest lie he's ever told me..was 'I love you'." I told them and they just nodded.
"I'm glad you got rid of him. I've never liked him. He was always a douche." Jo said as we entered the cute little shop. I think the name of the shop was something like American Apparel. Doesn't matter.
"Ok, so..Chris if you want to go and search for some clothes for yourself, or come with us search for a dre-"
And Jo was interrupted, "I think that Ell needs my opinion too. I'm literally the fashion guru here. Gay fashion guru." Chris said and I chuckled. And Jo frowned, because she wanted to probably sneak out and go buying lingerie. Which was something Chris couldn't see, as he says 'It burns my eyeballs, can someone just...get me away from this.' And then he scolds us from bringing him to Victoria's Secret.
I anyway need some appropriate underwear because literally all my panties have a picture of SpongeBob on them and they are like yellow, or green, or pink. And I'm slightly embarrassed by the fact that Lucas saw me in my only thongs. And Josh saw me in panties with Patrick Star on them...
"Let's go?" Jo wakes me up from my trans and I nod. Then we start moving towards the shop. We enter the Victoria's Secret shop and get down to business.
Jo searches something for herself while I search something for myself.
"Do you think Lucas likes black lingerie?" Jo asks me. I turn my head to her and widen my eyes.
"I wouldn't know. Anyway, I'm buying these for myself. Not for him." I tell her. It was partially true. I did buy these for myself, but there was something that told me to provocate him a little.
"Whatever makes you sleep at night.." And with those words, she went back to searching. I found myself some black lingerie, and a corset which was highly sexual.
I think it wasn't for me, but Jo told me it fitted me perfectly, so I bought it. You never know what you'll need it for.
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We came to my house and I left my bags in my room, and so did Jo and Chris. It was our traditional sleepover, which happened only occasionally, but whenever we found the time we would have a sleepover.
Our first thing to do was watch The Notebook, and every single time, we all cried to it. It was such a beautiful movie. After the movie, Jo and I went ahead and made a list of challenges to do, while Chris baked some cookies. Yes, even though he was rich and had a chef in his kitchen, he knew how to cook. And he did an amazing job at it, too.
So our night went by like that. After we drifted off to sleep real tired. And it was 4am.
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In the morning, no, actually in the afternoon, we woke up. We all felt hungover even though we didn't drink alcohol. Chris made us breakfast- slash- lunch. So we ate, a lot and sat down a little. I didn't plan on them leaving today either though.
Today was so unusually peaceful. You could hear the sing-song of the birds outside and there wasn't cars. It was really boring so we turned the TV on.
It turned on the news, in which read Lucas Jayden Jefferson Attempted Committing Suicide Because Of Family Member Death. And as I drank water in that moment it ended up on the floor and the table.
I looked at the TV wide-eyed because I had no clue what the hell was going on.
Was he depressed all the time? Why am I such a horrible person.. I should've stood by his side... When his mom died...
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