NAJ Poth. Senior Year (Discontinued)

Chapter 21

Palette POV:

"I-I wanted to check on you guys, especially after last night." Fell stuttered at first.

"Okay? Do you know how lucky you are that Goth didn't wake up? He for sure would have lost his temper at you!" I continued to explain.

"Geez Palette, I didn't think he hated me that much!" Fell stated, stepping further away from our door.

I joined him outside the room, quietly closing the door behind me. I moved slightly to the side and leant on the wall, crossing my arms, hoping that Goth's shirt would be long enough to hide everything for the time being as we chatted for a bit.

Goth POV:

I awoke after I heard our door close, I turned over to my side and grabbed my phone from the side table. I turned on the screen looking at the time, it was 8:52 am. I sat up and looked around the room. I quickly looked in our bathroom and closet, finding Palette to be nowhere. As I left the closet I heard quiet talking outside, I was confused so I went the door and quietly put the side of my head up against it hearing Palette's voice and someone else's, the voice was oddly familiar. I stood there for a bit trying to figure out who it was, listening in on their conversation.

Palette POV:

Fell and I kept talking about things that have happened and how he was sorry for being such a pain to us, I didn't make much eye contact with him, but I knew was looking at me. He sounded pretty sincere about everything he's saying. I had just remembered what I did yesterday, I guess he could tell I remembered something because my posture changed slightly.

"Hey, what's up? You seem a little off," He asked turning his head slightly, removing his hands from his pockets and putting one of his hands on my shoulder.

"I'm sorry for yesterday..." I said. I don't know if he knew it was me or what but I feel sorry now.

"What do you mean? You haven't done anything." He questioned.

"Actually, I have, do you remember the chick that beat you up in the lobby yesterday?" I asked, triggering his memory a bit

"Uhhh yeahh... damn you saw that?" He said embarrassed, removing his hand and rubbing the back of his neck.

"That's what I'm trying to get at, that was me," I stated, slightly regretting telling him.

He stood there dumbfounded for a period of time before shaking his head and answering back,

"Wait, What?" he questioned.

"Uhhh, that was me..." I quietly repeated. Waiting a few seconds for a response.

"Damn Pal, you've got some muscles!" He exclaimed, pulling me into a semi-hug, rubbing his fist on my head.

I gently smiled and held his arm so he wouldn't accidentally choke me. I was enjoying this few seconds before the room door clicked open, I wave of concern went over me as my smile faltered. I saw goth take one look at our predicament and watched his brows furrow.

"What are you doing to my Pally..." He forcefully asked, giving Fell a death glare.