(Swearing Warning. PG15)
Melanie. A typical 17 year old girl. Or so everyone thought. She would say "If you ever read my thoughts, you would be terrified"
Tyler. 17 year old boy with fluffy brown hair. Normal looking. Not so normal thinking.
Josh. A...
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I finally got home. Tyler was a dick and didn't pick me up. Why? I don't know. I grabbed my phone from my bag. Oh. I guess the 4 missed calls were him trying to tell me. Eh. He said in a message though. The message said "Mel got hurt, had to come home early, soz" [Image Attached] I clicked on the image. It had the state Melanie was in. Holy shit, now I honestly cant be mad. The poor girl. The poor girl I had a cru- Stop it Josh. She's Tyler's. Nothings going to change that. I went upstairs to our bedroom. I opened the door. Now, this was really uncomfortable. Them. In bed. Kissing. Tyler's hands under the sheets. They looked up at me. "S-S-Sorry...I'll g-g-go" I barely choked out. I really didn't want to disrupt them. At all. "No no, it's okay" Tyler said quickly. He sat up. So did Melanie. Tyler grabbed Melanie's bag, handed it to her and he kissed her on the cheek. Ugh. Lovers.
