Your P.O.V
Everyone looked at me, confused. I had stood there. Holding my left arm with my right arm. I sighed and looked down at the ground.
"He didn't do it". I took a deep breathe and removed the grasp on my arm.
"I did".
Everyone's eyes widened, it took them minute before they said anything. I had looked at Elliot, but he was looking down at the ground. Shaking his head.
"Y/N". Cray said "I understand he hurt you, but why would you do something like this?"
I rubbed my arm again "Because, I was hurt badly, I still am". I looked at Elliot again "I honestly don't regret it".
"Y/N!" Cray retorted "Do you not realize what people can do? What they will do?" He glared at me.
"Yes". I nod, I say it lightly.
"Then why the He—"
"That's enough, Cray!" Elliot snapped, he looked at me and walked over to me. He took my hand. "I understand why you did it". He rubbed my hand. "I deserved it". He removed his hands from mine and walked over to George.
"I'm sorry about this". He told the guy.
"It's fine..." The guy said "Next time, don't accuse someone until you get your facts straight".
The guy got back into his car and drove off. Cray scoffed a bit before walking back into the house. Elliot looked at Kathleen and Marcus and walked back inside before giving me a glance. Brodey has eyed me carefully before walking inside as well.
"Are you going to remove it?" Marcus asked, Kathleen was wearing his sweatshirt.
"Yes". I say, I begin to walk back inside but before I do, Kathleen says something.
"Don't." She tells me, she meets my side. "He needs to know what he did to you hurt you. Even if he agreed that he deserved it".
Marcus nodded a bit and looked at Kathleen. "We should head inside". He suggested
Kathleen looked at him and nodded with agreement, we all walked inside.
"Don't delete it, Y/N". Kathleen said before heading to her room.
I didn't show any sign of agreement towards that comment or disagreement. It's my choice if I want to delete it or not.
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The next day.I woke up to Brodey sitting at my desk chair, swinging around. As I sat up, I lifted an eyebrow and crossed my arms.
I cleared my throat "What are you doing in here?".
"I'm just in here making sure that you didn't delete the video". He opened my computer and went to YouTube. "You didn't".
"Why do you want me to keep it up?" I asked, "I thought you said it was bad news?"
"Well, it's affecting Elliot a lot and after everything he's done t us". Brodey said "He deserves it. I mean, I want to see how this escalates".
"What has he done to you guys?" I ask
"Pranks". Brodey said "Bad ones.....like B A D".
"Oh". I say, I get up and stretch. I yawn loudly which results in him yawing loudly too.
"Ready for the morning?" He asks me as he stands up.
"No. But, whatever". I say with a shrug "Now get out".
We both snicker and he walks out the door, I grab my red sweater that I got from Target and slipped it on. I then headed downstairs and walked into the bathroom to comb my hair. As I walk out, I see Elliot sitting at the kitchen table. He was shaking a bit, which was strange. It wasn't cold.
I walked over to the table and sat down across from him. "You okay?" I ask
"I'm fine". He said, looking out the window.
"Cold?" I say
"Yeah..."
I tilt my head and lift my eyebrow, he looked at me and he could tell that I was not falling for his bullshit this time.
"Fine, I'm- Im worried".
"About what?"
He looks at me and bites his lip before looking outside again. "I'm worried you're going to leave".
"Elliot, I'm not going to leave". I say, rolling my eyes.
"I know but can you blame me for worrying?"
I nod "Yeah..."
He looked out the window again and sighed before standing up. "I'm so sorry".
I nod and stand up as well "I'm sorry too, for the whole, video thing".
He walks up to me and rests his hand on my cheek. "You have nothing to be sorry for". He removes his hand Off my cheek and walks off into the living room. I stood there shocked, did he just put his hand on my cheek? Seriously? I shook it off and headed into the kitchen to prepare breakfast.
I cook up pancakes and eggs and ring the bell to let everyone know it's time to eat, I see Brodey leave to go visit his aunt.
"Bye, Brodey!" I exclaim
"Bye, Y/N!"
Everyone heads downstairs, tired, and groggy. As they grab their plates and sit down at the table. I join them, sitting by Brodey.
"So.....delete the video yet?" Kathleen asked, she had sat by the other side while cray sit by Brodey on the other side of him.
"Nope."
Cray stopped eating and glared at me. "You better, its really affecting us!"
I sigh "I'm going too".
"We're losing more subscribers every day!" Cray exclaim.
"IS IT JUST ALL ABOUT THE SUBS?!?" Kathleen yelled
"HOW DO YOU THINK WE'RE IN THIS HOUSE, DUMBASS?!" Cray spat
"ENOUGH!" I yell, I stand up. "Just....stop". I walk over to the sink and set my plate down into it before heading upstairs. I hear them continue to bicker. But, instead of listening in. I walked over to my desk and open the drawer. Revealing my beasts and I plugged them into my phone and began listening to music as I sat in the dark corner of my rook. And thought about everything. Was all this really worth it? I ask myself, should I leave? For good?
Maybe?
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