My Two Best Friends|G.D|E.D

21|"causing all this damage"

| Beth |

Damien didn't show up at school the next day. I didn't talk to him at all after school yesterday. After I drove back home from the Dolans I sent Damien a call. But, absolutely no answer.

I walked into first period with high hopes of seeing Damien, but he wasn't to be seen.

I anxiously walked up to Mrs. Stro before class was going to start, "May I please go to bathroom real quick?"

She furrowed her brow, "You had time before class Ms. Young."

"Please...period," I mouthed the last part.

She rolled her eyes and exhaustively nodded her head.

"Thank you," I muttered as I grabbed my stuff and left the room.

I wasn't actually on my period. I just needed an excuse to contact Damien as soon as I possibly could.

I walked into the ladies bathroom at the end of the hall and locked myself in the large handicap stall.

"You better answer, Damien," I said under my breath as I pulled my phone out of my pocket.

The slight ringing noise came from my phone as I waited for Damien to answer my call. It rang one, twice, three times, then four, and now voice mail.

"God damnit," I muttered waiting for the phone lady to stop talking so I could leave a message.

"Leave a short message after the tone, goodbye!" She said.

"Damien! Where the hell are you?! I'm really about to ditch school to come get you. What is wrong with you? The car is just a car. If it means sooo much to you, I'll gladly pay for it. I'm your girlfriend, I'm supposed to take care of you and you're supposed to talk to me. Relationships are about communicat-"

Apparently my time was up, because the phone call ended.

"Ugh, fuck," I groaned.

Shortly after my groan, I received a text from Damien.

Don't ever tell Beth Young to not do something, because she'll feel tempted to do it even more than she originally even wanted to.

Angrily, I stomped out of the ladies bathroom and walked back into my class. As I walked in, the Dolans could tell right away I wasn't in the best mood. My face said it all.

I sat back at my seat with an empty chair to my right, that is supposed to hold Damien.

Mrs. Stro continued her rant on something I didn't have much care for and I pulled my phone out under the desk and clicked onto a group chat of the twins and I.

[A/N: E= Ethan, B= Beth, G= Grayson]

B: Ass clowns! I need help

I sent the text, and eagerly watched the twins take out their phones from their pockets as they felt the vibration. They saw the notification, glanced at each other, and at the same time turned around to look at me.

The two of them turned back around and sneakily typed their messgaes under their desks.

G: With?

E: Whatchu need?

B: I need a ride

B: Like right now

E: The fuck where? We're in class

B: I need to see Damien

G: Beth he's fine