Chat// Daniel Seavey

TWENTY-SIX

Adeline's POV

"Corbyn came back from Los Angeles and said he'll meet us at the concert tomorrow since he has to do some random shit" Justin blabbered while he plopped onto his bed.

"cool" I answered and returned to my deep thoughts. Which consisted of listening to music and staring blankly at the ceiling.

Justin knew what I was doing. He knew I couldn't be bothered at this moment. They could last for about an hour or an hour and a half.

He didn't care but always glanced at me like the good friend he is; making sure I wasn't crying or having a weird moment.

That's when my thoughts drifted to the time I cut the back of my thigh in the bathtub. And that was the same day that mom lost her necklace and Jack lost his Beats headphones.

And the same day we found out about this douche bag of Evan.

I mentally furrowed my eyebrows and started scanning my own house in my mind.

All I can sense is that everything is connected. Mom had left before Jack and I left to the cinema with Corbyn.

Something is poking my sides and it's telling me that Evan stole our shit. But the broken glass?

This time, I furrow my eyebrows, not mentally though. My bottom lip meets my top teeth, digging into it softly while my eyes flicked side to side.

Mom is pregnant

My eyes widened but I still haven't moved from my position.

Shit, mom is I don't know how many months pregnant. I've been away for so long that I don't even know where the bathroom at my house is anymore. Yet, I can remember what I had for breakfast ten years ago and what the fuck happened when I cut the back of my thigh.

All I can think of is that Evan broke into our house, taking my pregnant mom as an advantage.

"holy fuck"

Daniel's POV

"Hey blue eyed bitch ass demon, we landed" A small voice startled me, making my eyes snap open, only seeing a blurry Angie standing in front of me. I rub my eyes and yawn.

"finally" I perch my long arms, stretching them while Angie chuckled.

"Come on, let's get our luggage" Angie softly shook my shoulder. I nodded and smiled, standing up and doing the usual airplane cycle.

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"Wait, where are we staying?" Zach asked out of nowhere, causing Angie, him and I look at each other. Corbyn just smirked at pulled up at a big house next to a river. It had nice colours, red, grey, white and black.

"Here."

"AreWeActuallyStayingHere?Who'sTheHouseFrom?Ugh,DoWeHaveToPay?"

"SHUSH" Corbyn shrieked making us all burst out laughing by the tiny voice crack. He clears his throat sassily and said, "Its my house, Jesus" He took the key out of the car and jingled it, opening the driver car and glanced at us who stayed quiet and still "The Fuck are you guys waiti- oh you really think this isn't my house?"

All of us nodded quickly while he sighed "Christina!"

"Who's Christi-"

"CORBYN!" A girl with short brown wavy hair ran out the door with sweats. She collapsed on top of Corbyn who let out a loud puff of air.

"Aww goals" Angie cooed. Christina pulled away and pressed her pink lips on Corbyn's, making me grimace and glance away. Then, Christina squealed as she retrieved her lips and pressed them in a tight line.