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Banana Bread: Cavetown

This is happening while Phil is driving around- before Adriana gets him.

Dan

I'm so sick of this shit.

I slept with one person after I broke up with Phil and the whole school is against me. I didn't c h e a t on Phil. Why does no one understand that?!

No one ever wants to hear the truth. They just want to accept what they want to accept. I'm just so sick of it. God.

And when I came home after school, I was greeted with an overtly excited Adriana. She's been thinking that I'd be coming home with Phil for a few days and I keep telling her it's not happening.

Like I said- people accept what they want to accept.

She just doesnt get it. She doesnt understand, and she doesnt understand how hard it is to care for her- when I need someone to care for me too. I just need guidance or something. But you're supposed to get that from your parents and...oh wait. Mine left.

This is such bullshit. What did I ever do to deserve all this? None of this wouldve happened if Mom didnt leave. Shes such a selfish bitch. Maybe that's where I get it from.

I just need an hour. An hour to calm down. And hour just for me.

So I rush up to my room, despite all of Adriana's pleads to let her call Phil. And I slam my door shut and lock it, I grab my headphones before going to my bathroom, locking that door as well.

I undress and look in the mirror and cringe at the disgusting sight I see. I was always skinny, but now its just...too little weight. No one will ever want this.

I sigh and reach into the cabinet and grab a sparkley ball and start filling up my bathtub with water. As it slowly fills I think of what it would be like to be completely submerged under the water.

But I quickly shake that thought and step into the bath, while plugging my headphone into my phone. As the water starts to cover my hips I finally decide to listen to Anson Seabra- literally the best singer to just...relax to- and I turn his honey sweet voice up to 100. Before wrapping my bathbomb and dropping it in the water.

The golden ball dissolved into a pretty light green color and the smell of mint filled the air, I smile as I breathe it in and lean my head back as Anson's voice filled my mind. 

God it's so nice just to breathe, and not have any problems for a few minutes.

After a few songs, my eyes got so heavy I could barely keep them open. I deserve a good sleep anyways.

~whoo hoo time skipperoo~

Someone was shaking me. Hard. And its fucking irritating.

"Adriana. Go away." I mutter with my eyes still closed and my music still turned all the way up.

Then my music was ripped away from my ears as my headphones were pulled off my head.

"Adriana what the fUCK?!" I shout and sit up, opening up.

And right when I did I was greeted with sea blue eyes, that had spirals of gold and green in them.

"Adriana came and got me, she was worried sick about you. She thought you died, Dan," Phil said getting up off of his knees. I roll my eyes.

"Yeah and you're just here to save the day right? Because you're not the reason for any of my problems right now, right?"

His sunny blue eyes turned icy within seconds and his frown hardened, "whatever Dan. Get over yourself," he said turning to walk away.

My eyes followed him to the door, "yoU BROKE DOWN MY DOOR?!" I shout and he freezes and turns to me.

"Uhm..yeah. I did. I was worried, Dan. I'll pay for you to get them fixed."

Damn right he will.

I stand up, and wrap my towel around my hips before looking back up at him, "take a picture it'll last longer....actually. dont. That'll turn into another scandal and I dont need that right now."

He smirked and my blood boiled, "what're you laughing at? You ruined me, Phil."

"Actually- Chris ruined you. I was coming over to apologize for something that I didnt need to apologize for. And you were being fucked by him. Blame him, not me." His arms crossed and...damn. He looked so fucking good.

Those fucking arms could kill me and I'd take it as a compliment.

Phil laughs before I snap out of my fantasy of getting choked out by his huge hands, "you have a problem Dan. I'll leave so you can fix it. Might have to hurry though, your bedroom door is broken too."

He bites his lip as he glances down to my towel, then turns around and walks out of the room and down the stairs.

I looks down and groan, "fucking jerk."
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Have a good day/night. Stay safe sweets 🖤