Sequel to "Fan Girl" I know, such a creative title.
*MATURE CONTENT, IM WARNING YOU!* No smut, just not kid friendly
Not suitable for readers under 14.
Last year, you moved here and immediately fell for Denis, your neighbor.
Drama, tears, and muc...
The next day was Saturday, you couldn't bring yourself to do anything so you just stayed in bed. 18th birthday, and as a present you Lost your last best friend. You thought about how right she was, she lost her best friend and you weren't there, you were working things out with your boyfriend, not focusing on your friend who was hurting. You heard Denis recording in the other room, a few screams, he must've been playing some kind of horror game or reaction video. Finally, you got out of bed, and tried to do something productive. Maybe get a job or search for collages. So you got into this. A comfortable outfit, and presentable
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You hopped onto your desk, logging into your computer and pulling up google
You looked at websites for colleges for a little bit, browsing your options of the few local colleges there were. You had no idea what you wanted to go to college for, even if you wanted to go at all. Was there any dreams you wanted to make true? Any goals to accomplish? Guess not. Your phone rang, with no caller ID but you knew it was Braden from the second you picked up. "Hey, Y/N!" He said, laughing afterwords "Corky? How did you get my number?" "Oh you know, stalker skills" You laughed, for the first time since last night. "I uh, heard about you and Kermit" he said, lowering his tone "It is what it is" you replied, trying to brush off the subject, but you knew he'd keep talking about it. "You wanna, maybe come and shoot a video with me? Maybe play some Roblox?" He proposed, with a weak tone You sighed and contemplated the idea "Yeah, I'll call you on Skype one second.." you hung up and logged onto Skype, pulling up Corls profile and calling him "What do you wanna play?" He asked, then went onto his intro, "How about some Hide and Seek Extreme!" You cheered, changing your attitude for the sake of the video, since you had a reputation as Denis's girlfriend. "For those of you who don't know, this is Y/N, Denis's girl!" Corl introduced you, and you said hi to the audience, feeling your spirits being lifted. The game started, and Corl started rambling on about random stuff, keeping away from the subject of you and Denis, but it was obvious that he was holding back. You finished recording, and he gave you the word that the camera was off so you just started talking normally. "So, what happened even?" He asked curiously "I was being a bad friend, I guess," you said simply. "No way, you're a great friend," Braden said "Thanks, but I'm really not. I didn't talk to her for the times that she really needed me." You said, going over the things that you shouldn't have done during your friendship. "Well, if she doesn't want you, I'll be your best friend." "Ah, Corky. You are my best friend!" "I know, but now you're mine" "I thought Denis was yours" "I can have more than one." He laughed a bit and kept rambling on on random things, you ended up talking for more than 3 hours. "Who uh... who you talking to?" Denis asked, glancing at your screen since he couldn't hear the audio, you had your headphones on. "Braden" you said simply, paying attention to Denis now. He nodded a bit, and looked at the monitor suspiciously, making sure it was really Corl "What?! He's a great friend!" You snapped, wondering why he was being so protective. "I know! I just..." his voice trailed off, probably knowing how stupid he sounded. You hung up on Braden, hanging your headphones on your neck and turning your computer chair to Denis, "Just...what?" "I dunno, I just, you know, want you for myself," Denis confessed, pretending to be interested in his shoes, "That's why I'm your girlfriend, Denis." You chuckled a bit "I know, but after everything with Elijah and..." he stopped talking again. "What?! What about Elijah?! We were technically broken up when I slept with him." You snapped, your voice raising a bit. "I know, but it doesn't mean he won't try anything again, I've seen how he looks at you!" He said, backing up a bit when you stood up. "He has A GIRLFRIEND, Denis! KERMIT!" "I know that, Y/N!" "Then why are you getting all paranoid, you don't own me, Denis!" You said He raised his eyebrows, possibly surprised by what you just said? "Because I love you, Kiiiten! I want you for myself!" He gushed, trying to be all cute and hug you, but you just stayed tense and then shrugged him off. "What, babe? I'm just trying to keep you..." he smiled but you rolled your eyes. "No, you're trying to...possess me or something, if I want to be friends with boys, I'll be friends with boys, it's my decision! Is this why you don't like Jack?!" You said, sharply, narrowing your eyes "No! Well- Yes! Maybe! I don't know! I'm just scared that you'll find somebody else!" Denis whined "Get over it! I'm not going to cheat on you, don't you trust me?!" You snapped. "Yes! But I don't trust these other guys, you know?" "No I don't know! Corl is your best friend, dammit! You don't trust him?!" "I do but-" "You don't trust me because I slept with Elijah." Denis didn't have anything to say, he just stood there with that cmon babe. are you serious? Look. He folded his arms, basically saying yes. "I knew it!" You yelled, then grabbed your sweater "Come on, where are you going?!" He said, getting annoyed 😒 "I don't know, but don't follow." You said before trotting down the stairs and getting into your car. You put the keys in the ignition and you say Denis in the front of the house, watching you with a perplexed look on his face But you didn't care. You just drove off, who knows where, but somewhere different, around Stanley Park, just to sit and listen to music, which always seemed to calm you down. You got there and sat at the bench that overlooked the lake, and put your headphones on, falling into a trance that made you black out. Completely.