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𝐢 𝐥𝐚𝐲 𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦, 𝐰𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧' 𝐰𝐡𝐲 𝐢'𝐯𝐞 𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞

FINN
where are you

Y/N
home

FINN
then why don't i see you

Y/N
the fuck i'm behind you

FINN
oh

"i'm right here. you don't need to keep texting me, dork," i say. finn looks at me, but his face is glazed in a still expression. like he wants to laugh but doesn't physically feel the desire to, "woah, hey, are you okay?" i finally ask.

"rough day is all." his hand is on his head.

"sorry. but, finn, it was your first day back, what happened?"

he sighs as a teenager would, dramatic and expressive, "what didn't happen? it was just as i expected."

"your expectations seem to be low, then, considering the state you're in." i expect him to laugh just a little, but instead he just nods, "well, are you going to tell me what happened or not?"

PARA'S POV

"she needed to study?! for a test that doesn't even exist!? can you believe her?" i fume in front of pierre, who is occupied by video games.

"give her a break," he responds, expressionless, "her boyfriend got trampled today by like, 30 girls."

"so?" i ask.

he puts his controller down without pausing the game first, which is odd of him to begin with, not to mention his attitude lately, "are you really that insensitive?"

"why are you being so protective over y/n?"

pierre's face turns beet red, and for a second, i think he's going to blow. he looks a different kind of angry.

"you know, sometimes i wonder about you. maybe— maybe y/n doesn't want to spend time with you because you don't care about her feelings!" 

"oh, so this is how this is gonna go! you're so stuck up over a pretty girl, you've forgotten about your own sister! i can't believe you!" i rage at pierre.

PIERRE'S POV

i bite my tongue to prevent myself from saying something i might regret. i stand from my seat, and walk up the stairs. not stomping or pounding my feet— instead, i silently creep up the stairs, leaving paradyse to the sound of her own silence. after a few minutes, i hear the front door open and shut again. instead of going to see if it was paradyse, i stay in my room, my feet firmly planted on the floor.

annoyed by the sound of para's music, i drag my feet into her room and silence her phone. when i turn back around to go back to my own room, i am met by jasper, our big, white, friendly dog. i stroke the area above his nose, and he closes his eyes in content. i smile. he wags his tail, and together we make our way back to my room. jasper and i lay side by side on my bed, breathing in and out of sync. he rolls over, requesting a belly rub, and i oblige.

"is it weird to talk to your dog?" i ironically ask my dog, "cuz that's what people do in movies when they don't want to talk to anybody else. or don't have anybody else to talk to. i guess i'm a little bit of both, aren't i?" jasper yawns as an answer. "you're so lucky you don't live with your brothers and sisters— they'd drive you nuts." i half heartedly laugh. 

i hear a buzzing come from paradyse's room, and jasper quietly growls. i force myself to stand up, and when i do, i find a call waiting to be answered. from y/n. i answer.

"hello?"

"para? it's y/n." she speaks softly.

"no. um, it's her brother." i noted.

"oh, hi pierre. is paradyse there?"

"she just left. i don't know where she is right now, but she's gone from home."

"oh, okay. well, i guess i'll just call later. thanks any—"

"wait, y/n. why are you calling? is it about me?" i inquire.

"no, um...i was actually just calling to apologize. i shouldn't have lied to her for whatever reason it was. it's not about you, i promise. you're perfect."

"i'm what?" i sputtered.

she sighs, "i didn't mean it in that way," she says, "what i mean is it's not about you. okay? get paradyse to call me whenever she's back, and if she's not back in 8 hours then you call me, okay?"

"okay." is all i can say.

"bye." she says.

"talk later."

word count: 752 words.

i know i'm a terrible updater but here's the piece of crap i've been trying to put together for months on end. this book is a mess. IT MAKES 0 SENSE. i'm really trying to make this work, but baby steps please. lol. thank you <3


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