Rivers POV//
By the next morning, i was officially over my high and i already regretted me and Atti's fight from the night before.
The bed was cold and boring without her there next to me and i couldn't sleep. I went to her door countless times to get her to come back but she always ignored me.
I roll miserably out of bed and pull a t-shirt from my bag over my head. I ruffle my messy hair and yawn, knowing i didn't get enough sleep last night.
I walk out of me and Attis room and venture down the hallway until i reach Atti's dads room.
I bang three knocks on the door before the door swings open to reveal Ryder, he was wearing basketball shorts and a t-shirt with light stubble on his jaw.
Now that i think about it i need to shave too before my hideous beard grows out.
"Hey" I mumble surprised to see him standing there
"Hey, wanna shoot some hoops with me? Atti must still be asleep so we have a few hours to our-"
"Atti said she was going to your room last night"
"What?"
My heart drops knowing that Atticus could be anywhere. New York is a huge city, endless buildings, millions of cars, and countless strangers walking the streets.
She could be hurt.
I pull my phone from my pocket and dial her number immediately.
He hand shakes as the soft ringing tone runs on the other end. As i'm about to loose hope, i hear a click and Atticus' voice .
"Hello?"
"Atticus where the hell are you??" I groan running my hands through my hair again. Ryder's eyes light up obviously happy to know his daughter is still alive and breathing.
"Dylan!!" I hear her shout from the other side of the line, "Dylan! get your fatass up!"
"Dylan? Who's Dylan??" My protective senses kick in as i hear a deep voice mumble muffled words on Atticus' side of the line
"Come back to bed! I like to cuddle!" I hear the deep voice groan before i hear Atticus giggle and squeal as i hear a loud boom sound.
"holy shit are you ok?" I ask trying to contain my own laugh, knowing she probably slipped and fell wherever she was.
"yeah i'm fine" She laughs before her laugh fades slowly. I hear commotion on the other side of the line before the deep voice that i heard before speaks into the phone,
"Atticus will be home in a couple hours. Bye"
Then the line clicks
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Atticus' POV//
"Dylan!" I scold snatching my phone from him and seeing he hung up on River
"i had a feeling that was the guy you were avoiding last night" Dylan smirks stretching himself out across the bed. This action causes his t-shirt to slightly lift up to reveal a glimpse of his sharp v-line peaking out of his shorts
jesus
"who says i was avoiding him?" I stall pulling at my own clothes as Dylan eyes me up and down
"do you wanna borrow a shirt?" He chuckles before i slowly nod my head. I wanted to cover up before letting everyone see me again this morning in my provocative clothing.
Dylan pulls a black nirvana shirt from his nightstand drawer and hands it to me. It smells exactly like his bedroom.
I pull it over my head before pulling my hair back and walking from Dylan's room. As i quietly make my way down the stairs, careful not to wake anyone else, memories of last night flood into my head all over again.
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Daddy's little girl
Teen FictionAtticus Marice Williams is possessing her mother's looks, yet following her fathers footsteps. She's smoking , drinking, sneakin around, and has two guys wrapped around her finger . . She definitely lives on Williams blood. But when she gets caught...