Change; An Edwin Honoret Fanfiction

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trigger warning:

Self harm will be included in this chapter, if this topic triggers you in any way, shape or form then PLEASE don't read. I love you and you're deserving of all the good that the universe has to offer you. Please stay safe, always x

"Guys, I'm really sorry but I have to go. I know you want an explanation but I just- I can't"

I stand up and walk out of the prettymuch household but before I can walk down the small three steps and onto the driveway...three steps too many for a lazy shit like myself...Edwin grabs my hand.

"Promise me" he said, in a demanding tone of voice. He sounds authoritative and I mean,I'm not fond of the kid but I'll tell you he looks hot as hell right now.

Abigail, stop it. Now of all times, you shouldn't be thinking about how damn cute the kid is.

"What?" I ask, stepping up the two steps I managed to walk down.

"Promise me you won't do something stupid"

I sigh, I know what I have to do, and I know it's stupid, but if I don't promise he won't leave me alone.

I place my loose arm behind my back with my fingers crossed

"I promise" I say, looking at the ground.

He tilts my head up, forcing me to look him in the eye, "thank you, baby girl"

I feel a ping of guilt as those words escape his lips.

He lets go and I exhale a breath I didn't know I was holding. I walk over to my car and sit for a while.

Call Lucas. I have to cal Lucas. I wish I didn't, but if I don't then the outcome of this situation will be much worse.

I enter my password to my phone and click on his contact, sighing loudly as I do so.

So much for being over this part of my life.

"Abigail" I can practically hear the smirk lurking through his deep voice, and I hope he can tell that my eyes are rolling to the back of my head right now.

"Lucas, I'm assuming you know about what happened today right?"

He begins to laugh "you know the amount of hate I'm getting Abigail? You deserve it"

"Are you fucking-" I pause "you're a piece of shit you know that? Not only did you put my life at risk, but Hanna's too. If you leak those tapes I swear to god"

"Oh Abigail, they're already processing. Hanna's too-"

Before he's able to finish his sentence, I hang up the phone.

In that singular moment I feel brain begin to slow down, and breathing becomes a huge struggle. I feel my anxiety begin to play up.

I didn't even do anything wrong, but they're manipulative. They'll make it look like Hanna and I are awful people because that's what they're good at. That's all that they're good at.

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I unlock my front door and immediately run up to my room, for some reason I still feel the need to count each and every step I take. It was 16 so idek.

I walk into my room and begin to sob.

I can't take it.

Just do it my obnoxious subconscious tells me

But I've been clean for 4 years, I can't.

She's been gone for four years too, guess you shouldn't have taken it for granted