𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐞𝐫 || a.i

Chapter 3

(3rd person pov)

"Hey guess what?" Michael asked Rebbeca through a mouthful of fries with ketchup making her scrunch up her nose.
"What Mikey?" She replied, Michael chewed so he could talk better.
"Me and my dad are going to help a friend out tonight, Dr.Phil I think that's his name. He needs help moving some stuff out of his office, I'm trying to get out of it cause it sounds boring" he says, Rebbeca looked down at her food "Maybe I could tag along, ya know so you won't be so bored?" She offered, his eyes lit up.

"Really?" He asked, Rebbeca nodded "why not, I got nothin to do tonight might as well help an elderly in need" she chuckled. He smiled at her "Thanks dude."

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That night rebbeca waved her mom goodbye as she left the house, she walked over to Michaels which wasn't that far only 5 houses away from hers. Rebbeca quickly took out her phone and immediately clicked on the Snapchat app, she took a snap of her white shoes she was currently wearing captioning "W/Mikey 💯" and uploading her story. Her phone was put back inside the pocket of her pink hoodie.

When she arrived Mikey and his dad Mr. Clifford (Mark (pretend that's his name)) were just walking out of the house.
"Oh, hello Rebbeca. I was informed that you'd be joining us" Mikey's dad smiled kindly at her, she nodded "Yep" she smiled back. They all got in the car, both Mikey and Rebbeca in the back and Mark in the front. Michael turned to look at her "You didn't have to do this, ya know" he said, rebbeca shook her head "I know, I had nothing better to do. Plus this kinda sounds fun, I get to spend time with my best friend!" Rebbeca chirped, Michael laughed softly.

But then his laugh was interrupted by his dad.
"Now when we get there, I want you two on your best behavior. Phill would really appreciate that since he's been so stressed out lately, and I don't want you both to wander off and get lost because you never know what kind of crazy people they got locked up in there" Mark said, rebbeca looked at him confused "What do you mean by 'locked up' are we going to a jail or something" she chuckled.

Mark looks a her surprised "Michael you didn't tell her where we're going?" He asked, Mikey nervously laughed as he scratched the back of his head "I um kinda, sorta left that part out" he said sheepishly, Mark shook his head at him by now they were on the road and moving. Rebbeca was still very confused "Wait. So where are we going?" She asked again, Mikey looked at her hesitant "I didn't tell you mainly because I knew you wouldn't come but we're going to help Dr. Phill move some stuff from his office in a mental hospital" he said while Rebbeca furrowed her eyebrows and glared at him.

"So you mean we're going to visit an insane asylum" she corrected, he nodded "Yea basically."
"MICHAEL!" she huffed "What!! I thought you would say no if I told you specifically where we were going" he argued.
"Your right I would've said no but since you didn't tell me I agreed to do this!!" She spat back.
"Those places freak me out Michael, It gives me like the creeps or somethin" she said as she slowly started to calm down. "Okay then I'll just hold your hand or something, I'll even let you.... I'll even let you hug my arm" he groans irritated by saying that, since they were in 7th grade Rebbeca's favorite thing to do to Michael was to always hug his long, giant arm since she was so tiny compared to basically everyone else and Michael absolutely hated when she did that it made him feel ridiculously huge.

"Okay I feel better now" she smiled cheekily. Michael rolled his eyes playfully "brat" he whispered.

I listened to Melanie Martinez while writing this 👌🏽