Menace // Nash Fanfic

Chapter 8

-Edited-

Joselin's Point of View

I scurried to my car. I drove home.

I checked the time on my phone, it was 9 p.m. I walked inside my house with my bags. I sorted out my things. Once I finished, I slipped into my sleepwear.

I looked at my phone again, and I saw 20 texts from connor.

"Where are you"

"Why did you leave"

"Hello are you dead"

"Oh god no"

I didn't bother looking at them all. I threw my phone on the ground out of anger.

*crack*

Fuck, now I'm going to have to fix the screen.

Stupid me.

I sighed deeply and went to sleep.

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I opened my eyes when the sun light hit my eyes.

Stupid sun.

Go away.

I sighed and got up. I did the usual morning routine and walked downstairs. I walked to the kitchen to cook me some food. I made bacon, hash browns, and pancakes. I brought my laptop down and sat at the table.

I was about done with my food when I heard a knock at my door.

I got up from my seat at the table and walked to the door to open it.

Nash?!

Connor?!

"What are you doin' here and what do you want?!" I gritted my teeth. "I just came to say I broke up with Sabrina" Nash meekly said. He then turned around and left, leaving me and Connor alone.

"why did you leave?" He quietly asked after a few minutes of silence. "Do you really hav'tah ask, Connor? We were on a date, and you go'e kiss anoth'ah girl while I waited fe'r you!"

"oh" was all he said. "OH IS THAT ALL YOU CAN SAY?! OH WELL FUCK YOU CONNOR! OH AND NEV'A SPEAK TO ME AGAIN!" I spat with so much anger. He stared at me in shock for a moment, before guilt took over his expression. "just leave..." I looked down to my feet. "bu-"

"LEAVE!" I slammed the door in his face. I stayed behind the door, still looking at my feet when I realized I was crying.

I didn't know what to do exactly. There was only one thing that made me feel better in these type of situations. I ran upstairs into the room that held the grand piano my grandfather bought me before he passed a few years ago.

I sat on the stool and flipped the pages through the handbook until I found a suitable song. I softly began playing. (Watch the video above)

When I finished playing the song, I sighed and left the room, with only but those two boys in mind.