Farkle's POV
How are we still alive?
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Charlie's POV
I barge through the front door, my heart leaping out of my chest. After months in that sickly hospital, the radiation finally caused the tumour to shrink, and I'm cancer free. At least, I hope.
The apartment is deserted. Crinkled up clothes are tossed all over the couch, and the fridge is open, revealing no traces of food. I turn my aching neck, and my spirits instantly vanish as I am welcomed by the tragic sight of a skeleton, laying on the couch in a blanket of despair, her eyes bloodshot and shadowed by dark bags. She lifts her head and smiles weakly.
"What dessert brought this soufflé to me?" she asks.
I kneel beside her, afraid to touch her, fearful that she will break into a million pieces like a fragile China doll. My fingers brush against her, and her ice cold palm rests on my cheek, a dam for the tears streaming down my face.
"What have you done to yourself?" I whisper, lifting myself up and gently embracing her, with my hands resting around her waist as hers reach my neck. Her scent is different; tinged by the faint hints of ashtrays and unfamiliar cologne. As I press against her, I can feel the bones protruding from underneath.
"Nothing worse that's what you've been through."
It is then when I notice the hickeys.
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Maya's POV
Charlie instantly backs away from me, and I stand shakily to face his wrath.
Oh fucking hell I wish he was yelling. I wish he was angry and screaming like a child.
Instead his eyes are staring at me blankly. His hands are numb, and the betrayal written across his face couldn't be clearer than if I had done it in permanent marker. I watch as the walls we've both built around ourselves crumble into a flurry of dust. I hug myself tightly, and avoid his eyes as he slams himself into the back of the wall, hiding his tears in his hands.
"It was Lucas wasn't it?" he interrogates, already knowing my answer as I look up to nod my head slowly.
"Why."
I don't know.
"Why."
I need Riley and Farkle.
"Why."
I deserve to die.
He storms over and grabs my face with his hands, staring right into my eyes.
If they say the eyes are the window to the soul, I can easily see Charlie's soul shattering into a thousand pieces of glass. Already fragile from the cancer, I've ruined him.
"Why," he croaks. I shake my head furiously.
"I'm going to kill him," he rasps. He heads towards the door, and I drag him back. Instead, he shoves me off, and runs out into the California night.
I fucked up.
All of a sudden, my phone rings.
"Maya?!"
"Farkle!?!" W
"The one and only nerd genius!"
"You mean nerd virgin?"
"Actually no."
"WHAT."
"Maya-"
"I NEED TO KNOW EVERYTHING."
"This is important!"
"TELL ME OR I WILL SUCK OUT YOUR SOUL."
"Maya, it isn't Lucas."
Another voice joins the call.
"Hi Maya."
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SCHOOL IS STARTING SOON NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO SAVE ME FROM THE CONFORMITY
I WILL TRY TO FINISH THIS STORY BY MONDAY IT'S A SHIT STORY ANYWAY.
I WENT TO THE 5SOS CONCERT ON THE 5th IT WAS FUCKIG AMAZING PICS ON MY BLOG BOOK SHORTLY
ALSO WTF IS GOING ON WITH THE CLOWNS
BYE
-C 7/10/16
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The Heart Wants What It Wants
Fiksi Penggemar#2 in the Demons Trilogy »SEQUEL TO THE GIRL THEY COULDN'T FIND!!!! After Riley and Lucas' wedding, Maya finds herself in a situation she never thought she'd have to face. A situation that should not be dealt with, when your heart is torn in two.
