( ✓ ) Thru The Phone, Boris Pavlikovsky.

FIFTEEN.

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CHAPTER FIFTEEN !

DAY 31 !

Y/N L/N'S POV !

THINKING OF MEMORIES WITH BORIS can be the only source at this point to make myself happy.

i remember one time boris and i were in eighth period in school.

we had mostly all classes together and during stupid events like pep rallies, team days for freshmen and shit, we'd be together.

in the one spanish class, we sat next to each other.

theo sat behind us, as some girl sat next to theo.

that girl turned out to be grace, we just didn't know her well.

boris would complain to theo and i about the work we were forced to do, and i remember laughing so hard, my head would explode. kids would look at us-- but we didn't give a single fuck.

boris and i had many memories together, it still makes me upset he's not here at the moment.

one time in eighth grade i remember he talked to me about love.

"love is crazy thing," boris had said. "it takes you to the girl's mind, the girl's personality, and the girl's vagina!"

"you're disgusting!" i yelled to him. but little did i know, i'd fall in love with him. and that he helped me blossom.

"come on, y/n, put some romance in your soul!" he exclaimed, and i just chuckled.

boris and i invented theo's pet names that same night as well. the ones of 'potter' and 'theogay'. we really loved to fuck with his feelings and tease him-- it's the best we could do.

but we still do that.

the first time boris and i had a sleepover was actually two nights after we met. boris had always been abused at home-- and so did theo.

i let them into my house because the house was empty.

i was alone-- only my puppy was here. my puppy is named chip, it's a golden retriever. he's like my guard dog-- and he's really fucking smart.

but my mother died when i was born and my father killed himself a few years after that.

i also hated my dad in general-- so i didn't give a single shit when he died.

though, ever since theodore's mother died, i felt nothing but sympathy for him. when boris came into the picture, he showed me a side i never thought i had in me.

a side where the good girl has perished, and now, all i can do is contaminate my lungs with smoke, and my eyes bloodshot from no sleep.

he introduced me to a dark world, but a dark love forming from it.

STELLA SAYS !
i loved writing this chapter
omg it's so aesthetic to me????