He calls me blue.

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I'm so afraid that this doesn't seem realistic because I hate stories that are like "oh her father was murdered and two days later she is okay" and im trying my best not to make it like that but I have to keep the story moving so I'm moving a little fast sorry fam

Anywhore hello I love you thank you for so many reads like rip me it jumped up so high so fast and I'm so confused as to why

Don't forget to comment telling me that I suck and vote because it makes me real happy

Enjoy :)

Alllsssooo this is just a filler chapter so nothing happens

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After everyone ate their lunch, they stopped at the pharmacy, picking up Hopes prescriptions before heading back to the apartment.

It wasn't a long walk from the pharmacy so just under a half an hour later they were walking out of the elevator and down the long hallways. Hopes apartment was before theirs, so she quickly said goodbye to all of them before rushing inside. Kyle wanted to go with her, but felt that she might need some space and time to settle back in.

"Well, that was pretty fun. " Alex said as she was kicking her shoes off.

"Yeah, it's always fun to hang out with Hope. " Kyle smiled, disappearing into another room, locking the door and turning the lights off. He was really tired for some reason, but didn't want to sleep.

He was feeling really anxious lately. He felt like if he left Hope alone or even fell asleep she would need him, and it only got worse after he found out what had happened to her.

He would never tell Hope this, but he had nightmares when he first fell asleep last night, even though she was in his arms. He ended up staying awake watching her for a few hours before the sun came up and he was calm enough to fall asleep.

As much as he loved and cared for Hope, she was causing a lot of problems with Kyle's mental health. He's tough, though. He'll get through it.

Just on the other side of the wall, Hope was flat on her bed, phone in her hands, and eyes on the send button.

She was debating on whether or not to check on Onic. Even though he was a total dick to her and put her in the hospital, he still means a lot to her. Onic was her best friend here. Onic was the only person who seemed to know how to calm her down.

Maybe he would still be these things to her in the future, but right now, hell no.

She ended up sending the message anyways, letting out a breath before throwing her phone to the side and getting up.

She left her phone behind as she walked out of her room and into the living room. The windows were shut, as they were when she left two nights ago for the arcade. The air conditioner was off, as it was when she left two nights ago for the arcade.

And the refrigerator, empty. Just as it was when she left two nights ago for the arcade.

There was no doubt that she was hungry. Her restricting in the last week was easy because she just felt so dead. But now, after spending time with Kyle and seeing a new side to Onic, she felt more alive than ever.

Kyle was her savior, just as he was when she almost walked off a cliff. Even though at the time it angered her so incredibly much, she was forever thankful to be pulled back.