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Two whole years, since I saw Patrick. I don't even know if he still remembers me. I do hope he does, probably the house stinks by now and is filled with spider webs. I don't want to get a sight of that, honestly.

"Pete!", an annoying voice called me. "What do you want?", I replied to it, groaning and pulling my left earbud off my ear.

"Can you wash the dishes for me? I'm too lazy.", Frank bellowed. He jumped on me for no reason. A fucking goblin laying on my leg. "The dishwasher broke?", I looked down at him with a worried face. He kept typing on his phone, but I earned a reply, nonetheless.

"Yeah."

"Is that all you can say?"

"Yeah, yeah. Right, okay. I might've broke it, but I swear, it broke itself.", Frank smiled nervously. I felt suspicious. This goblin blames me for everything, that's why I hate him, though I did get used to him and Joshua after 2 years. "Maybe you broke it, huh?", he sneered.

"You're not making any sense. I haven't even touched that thing for a whole month, and you expect me to break it?", I chuckled, putting back my left earbud in. Frank groaned.

"You broke it, you fix it. Now go, go away.", I shooed him out. He's so childish, but he's already 15. He should know how to do things by himself.

"Fuck you.", he eyed me before leaving. I couldn't help but laugh.

- -

Ever since I left Chicago, I only thought about Patrick and how he was doing. I don't even know if what I feel for him is still a sign of friendship, I do think it's more than that. I haven't really confessed to him, but when I do come back to Chicago, I will.

I wonder how he's doing now. He's probably gotten a new friend, or is happy even without me. Probably the opposite of what I feel.

I sighed, thinking. I buried my head on the pillow beside me, then checked my phone. No notifications, nothing, so I went back to screaming my all into a pillow.

I've made a few friends at school, but we rarely even talk personally. I'm still hooked with Patrick. I can't just simply move on.

» a.n. ; hey tis the sequel. very short for a first chapter.