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5 / Hangouts

Chapter 5: Hangouts

After my Uber picked me up, I got home and immediately passed out on my mattress right when my head hit the pillow.

Of course, I wasn't surprised when my dreams were filled with Tyler, however, this time it was different.

It was as though I never left, but instead of us surviving his accident together, he spent it resenting me.

I woke up at four in the morning, struggling to fall back asleep until it was six.

When I woke up again, it was from a notification text from my phone, which came from Claire, saying if I'd like to hang out.

After spending the day together, I spent the rest of the night watching some films.

When Monday rolled around, I thankfully wasn't woken up by a blaring alarm, instead, it was from the smell of hash browns.

I smiled giddily as I twisting my body off of the bed so my legs were hanging off.

"Honey you up?" My dad shouted from downstairs, and I replied before heading to the bathroom.

Once I freshened up, I went to my dresser and changed into grey sweats and a navy green t-shirt.

"Hi dad," I greeted once I was downstairs.

He looked up from the stove for a split second before putting the cooked hash brown on a plate.

"Hey sweetie. Here, I put it separately on a plate for you," my dad said, handing me a plate filled with three hash browns.

"Thanks," I smiled, taking a seat on the bar stool.

"So you unpacked all of the boxes for the kitchen?" I asked, noticing that all the boxes that were scattered on the counters were now empty, showing off the silver marble countertops.

He nodded and took the seat next to me. "Yeah," he nodded.

"How's the case going?"

Dad sighed, rubbing his temple for a second before taking a bite of his hash brown. "Hard. Like I told you before, they want to trial him as an adult but he's still a kid."

"He's 17, right?"

"Turning 18 in the summer," he nodded, checking his watch.

"Oh Mandy, you have to head out if you want to get to school on time," he said and I quickly finished a hash brown before grabbing my bag.

When I left the house, I immediately pulled out my headphones from my bag so I could listen to music.

After five minutes passed from my walk, I was nearing the park that stood across from my old house when suddenly, a car that was definitely going twenty over the speed limit passed me.

The roof of the car was off and music was being blasted but I kept my focus on the park.

"Hey, girl," someone said on my left, and I looked over to see that same car driving slow next to me.

"Evans," I said, furrowing my eyebrows.

I noticed another head in the car and nodded my head in greeting. "Hi Travis."

Travis, the lovely person he is, grunted and looked forward.

"Heading to school?" Evans asked, and I rolled my eyes.

"Nope. I'm heading to the abandoned building that I store deceased bodies," I retorted, and he laughed.

"I actually have some people, would you mind if I kept them there?"