Doll House | Ethan Dolan

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Octavia (!!!)

I lift my wrist to glance at the time. 8:32 pm.

I inhale happily, lifting my arms over my head as I hum. Matthew looks over at me, raising his eyebrows at me as he chuckles. "You tired?" I nod, yawning at the mention.

Matthew smiles at me, twiddling his fingers. "So..." he mumbles, licking his lips nervously. "If I asked you out on a date.... W-Would you say yes?"

"If you asked." I sass, holding my head up high as I grin.

He nods, making a pop noise with his mouth as he blushes. "Cool..." he says, obviously hiding a smile. "I should go... It's late."

"Okay" I quietly respond. I lean forward and blink rapidly as my hair falls down my shoulders. Damn, I basically said yes. Why didn't he ask? "I should head home too." I say, tucking a piece of my hair behind my ear. "See you later matthew."

Anger surges through my gains and I walk away farther from him. The sound of leaves crunching follows and immediately irritates me. "Fucking pussy." I mumble angrily, balling my fists. I don't understand why he acts like he likes me and then just doesn't acknowledge it?

I get to my car and pull my keys out and press a red button the unlock the car. As soon as I clicks open I open the door,climb in and slam it behind me.

It's quiet. Too quiet. I look to my right and see nothing but dim yellow lights from the poles in the parking lot. A sigh escapes my lips and I rest my head against my steering wheel.

Ever since the simulation nothing's been the same. Nothing. I just don't feel like me.

My phone buzzes and I turn my head, not moving away from the steering wheel. My hand lazily goes to pick it up and I see the same of the doctor who did the simulation.

"Hello?" I murmur, looking up at my cars ceiling.

My eyes open wide at what he says.

There's a boy? A boy who saw me in his simulation. Who wants to meet me?

I knew I wasn't crazy. I knew I saw someone but I couldn't pinpoint it. I knew it.

I gulp, feeling my palms get sweaty. "I'll see him." I simply reply before ending the call and biting my lip.

He's real.