I wake up the next day with tear stained cheeks.
I still miss Corbyn even out of the asylum.
I get up and slumped over to my walk-in closet. Scanning the shelves of Gucci, Supreme, Bape and others.
I put a random outfit on and walk to the speakers, picking my Why Don't We playlist and shuffling it.
I walk to my bathroom and brush my teeth, applying a little bit of makeup.
Then I go downstairs to see a note attached to my kitchen countertop.
"I know I messed up. And I know you probably hate me, but I decided to get you some breakfast. And I broke up with Christina since she was using me. All I wanted to do is, tell you that I love you. And you mean the world to me. Have a nice meal. -Bean"
I smile at the little note while eating my breakfast he gave me. Not worrying about anything and replaying the words i love you. I get done and walk out of the door and into my Lykan Supersport. I wanted to drive to the boys house; talk about what happened the past 2 years.
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I arrive at their house, not knowing what to do. I stare at the 3 storied house with glistening eyes.
C: whatcha doing?
I say nothing and sprint into his arms.
C: oh, so that's whatchu doing.I wrap my legs around his waist and he brings me to the couch.
C: you can let go now Evelyn.
U: mm no. I miss you.
C: uh ok.
Jo: yo, we need more milk. Oh shit, didn't know what was goin on.
C: actually can you help me, she won't let go.
Jo: I'll try. *chuckles*Jo walks over to me and detached me from Corbyn, sitting me down into the couch.
Jo: so what's up?
U: mm nothing.
C: do you need anything?
U: no.
C: do you want to talk about what happened?
U: mm sure. I'm sorry that I just left you guys out of nowhere. And it's all of your fault to be honest.
C: how? We did nothing wrong.
U: you do know dumbass. Telling me you're happy and you don't need such bad energy in your life. I didn't do anything to you, and you just leave like I wasn't there. Saying you had a reputation and a girlfriend. It's not my fault I'm a fucking freak ok!? It's not my fault I can't build up enough courage to talk to a random person! It's not my fault, I can't fix myself.And just like that, those tear stained cheeks were even more red. My shirt was soaked with tears and I couldn't feel my knees anymore.
Corbyn stares at me breaking down, knowing he felt bad. But he didn't say anything and just held me in his arms. The only thing he could think of is to break down too. Knowing he was the monster that tore her apart. Jonah leaves upstairs to leave Corbyn and Eva alone.
The two heartbroken teenagers stood there, crying in each others arms. Eva choked back her last tears and let go of Corbyn.
C: i-im sorry for what i did.
I was just broken and hurt from where you've been. Not understanding the fact that you were stuck there and couldn't leave. So yes, it was my fault.
U: you really should be ashamed of yourself.
C: and i am Eva. I really am.I pull him into another hug not knowing what to say to the 19 year old. Holding him in my arms felt like heaven again.
U: i miss our cuddles.
C: are you hinting for us to go upstairs to my room? *giggles*
U: guilty. *laughs*3rd pov
Corbyn picks up Eva bridal style and carries her to his room, laying her down on the bed. Corbyn locks the door and puts a fluffy blanket on her body. He slides into the blanket not knowing what to do since Eva was on her phone.
C: so, do you want to catch up after these 2 years?
U: sure why not?Eva sits up and stares into Corbyn's deep eyes.
C: so, me and the boys formed a band since we all had a passion for music. We've gained so much through the years and I'm really happy and grateful for how much work I've put in. But, school is really hard for me. But, do you want to listen to our music?
U: sure, why not?— 3 hours later
U: and that's how I've gotten so famous over the few days.
C: yeah, it's a little scary at how much famous people are following you. I mean, you have Billie Eilish, Lil Xan, Bazzi, and so much others.
U: thanks but do you think if i make a YouTube channel, it would be successful?
C: yeah of course!
U: fine, then help me with my first video.
C: uhh ok..._____________________________
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