𝐑𝐀𝐒𝐏𝐁𝐄𝐑𝐑𝐘 𝐆𝐔𝐌. dobrik

xlvi. daisies

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ғᴏʀᴛʏ-sɪx. ᴅᴀɪsɪᴇs!

DAISY MANAGED TO DRINK two red bulls on the drive to david's house, which meant she was a little caffeinated. not only was she driving like a maniac to david's house, hell, she was a little surprised that she didn't get pulled over for how recklessly she was driving. she was belting out to taylor swift's love story on the way there, which just happened randomly, but it was a song that david and her sang to each other often. or listened to a lot, when they were still friends instead of in a relationship.

daisy slammed her car door shut once she got to the front of david's house. she was frustrated, nervous, terrified . . . she was feeling so many emotions that she could not even comprehend what she wanted to say to david, or do with him. one thing she knew for sure, is that she did not want it to be over –which she highly doubted that it was –but she did not want it to be over. daisy absolutely adored david in so many ways that at this point, it hurt. but at the same time, it was the most amazing thing she had ever experienced.

being with david was the best experience daisy had been blessed to experience and to act like a little bit of a fool was not something she was proud of. and with the help of natalie mariduena, she came to realise that. also with the help of natalie mariduena, she realised that she would buy david raspberries and red bull –something they enjoyed on their first date –and go to his house. then just make up. that is why daisy is dragging a reusable shopping bag with a bunch of red bull and raspberries for david. a little peace offering of sorts. not to mention the huge bouquet of daisies that she had bought from him –more as a reminder of her.

natalie had promised that she had left the front door unlocked, when she had left earlier and both of them knew that david cared very little for his safety in that sense. sure, he made sure that the front gate was always–always –closed so that no viewers could actually get in. but the front door? that was a whole other story. he rarely locked it, or the sliding doors that lead into the living room. either one of those doors was always unlocked. perhaps it was david's tiny fear of not having his keys or natalie around, so that way he would never have to do any harm to his gorgeous house.

but the naiveness of david made it just that easier for daisy to stroll into the house, leaving her sneakers by the door neatly. there was no one in the living room, in the kitchen, by the pool table . . . in fact, the house sounded silent. there was no tv playing in any room. and if daisy would not have seen the tesla parked in the front, she would have assumed that david had gone out. daisy frowns slightly at the emptiness in the house, leaving the bag and daisies on the kitchen counter before going on a hunt for david.

daisy walks towards the bedroom, where she assumes that david will be found –with a slight inkling that he is taking one of his naps, considering it was only five in the afternoon. preparing to see her boyfriend passed out on the bed, but seeing him curled up in a ball on the bed holding onto a piece of clothing was not what she expected.

david turns slowly to see who walked into the bedroom, ready to scold natalie for intruding on his personal business. when he sees daisy, it is like he has an outer body experience. he is jumping up and throwing the piece of clothing against the wall, storming towards his girlfriend, before backing a few steps. he still does not know where they stand in that moment and does not want to step over a line.