It All Started In 10th Grade [Dante Albidone]

Chapter 23

857-266-8401: Hey😏

Me: Who the hell is this?

857-266-8401: Your new bitch🤭

Me: Jessica. How the fuck did you get my number?

857-266-8401: I have my sources

Me: Creep. Stay the fuck away from me you bastard. After what you did last night, you'll never be my 'bitch'.

857-266-8401: Here's the thing; I don't give a shit. I don't want you anymore, I only did to get back at (Y/N) for saying I would've never had a chance with you. So, you can carrey on now, cuz I know I will😘.

Me: Whore.

857-266-8401: typing...
Message unable to send

I chuck my phone at the wall and groan.

"Why. Did. This. Have. To. Happen. To. Me?!" I yell, vigorously punching my pillow.
I'm such a fucking mess.

            🚫⚠️[TRIGGER WARNING]⚠️🚫

An idea pops into my head, making me walk to the bathroom. I close and lock the door behind me, then open the cabinet above the sink. Observing the small blade after i've removed it from a razor, I debated whether I was over reacting or not, and what (Y/N) would think of me if she found out. But then I realized; she doesn't care.

I gently graze the blade against my skin. Blood began to trickle down my wrist and forearm.
This was a bad idea. I throw away the sharp object and grab toilet paper to wipe the off my arm.

"Dante, TJ's here to give you a ride! Hurry up in there!" My mom said from the other side of the door, banging on it a few times.

I dig through the stuff under the sink in search for a bandage to hide my new scare and stop the bleeding. I finally find one and put it on, then make my way down the stairs.

"Hey!" She says in a happy tone, as usual.

"Hey," I smile back.

"Lets go, we don't want eden to complain about us being late again," She playfully rolled. I simply nod and walk out to the car with her.

About halfway through the ride, she looks at me with furrowed brows.

"Is something wrong? You seem upset."

"No, i'm fine." I reassure her.

"Liar," She says blankly.

"Pardon?"

"I know you've got something on your mind that's bothering you."

"Okay fine! I'm not in a good mood right now because of something that happened last night." I admitted.

"Does it have to do with your girlfriend?" TJ cocked her head to the side.

"She's was never my girlfriend."

"Not officially," she adds.

"What are you, some type of interrogator?" I scoff.

"No, just someone that wants to help you so your not like this all day on set."

"So your just trying to make me better so I don't fuck up any of our shots?" I crossed my arms.

"Sure, I guess you could say that." We both laughed.

*30 minutes later*

"Blake move!" Eden said as she pushed him a bit to make space for her.

"Chilllll," Blake replied.

"What's up guys?!" TJ and Cameron said in unison, facing the live.

"We're about to go shoot a few seances, but we thought we'd go live cuz we haven't done it in a while." Ethan explained. I stayed quiet while the others talked to the fans and answered some questions.

"What's wrong with Dante?" Blake read off the screen. He hesitantly glances back at me and gulps, then looks back at the live.

"I'm fine guys, just a bit tired from homecoming yesterday." I smile at the screen.

"You went to homecoming yesterday?!" Eden whipped her head around to me. I look at her blankly and nod. "How was it?!" She asked.

"I-it was fun," I purse my lips. She then looks at me wired and starts reading comments again.

"Let's guest someone!" Cameron suggested.

"Comment if you want to be guested! We can only do 1 or 2 people tho because we need to be on set in 7 minutes." TJ added.

"Hey Dante, you wanna pick someone to guest?" asked Eden.

"Sure," I simply reply and view the flood of comments saying "GUEST ME PLZ" come in.

"Why don't we dooooooo," I pause and scroll a tiny more. "@tuadrawings.05."
I click on the username and hand the phone back to eden so she could place is back on table to fit us all in the frame.

"Hey!" The other five say and wave.

"Oh my gosh!" The girl on the screen started tearing up and she covered her now red face.

"Awww, don't cry!" Eden said in a caring voice.

"I love you guys so much! I can't believe this right now!" A wide smile stretched across the girls face.

"So, what's your name?"

"Amelia," She sniffled.

"How old are you?" I asked.

"15 tomorrow."

"Happy birthday!" we all yelled.

"T-thank you!" She blushes and starts tearing up again.

"Okay we're gonna guest someone else now. Hope you have a great day tomorrow, Beautiful!" Eden waved at the screen.

"Bye!" Amelia waves back happily before leaving.

"She was so sweet and cute," TJ giggle. "Alright, next person!"

The trailer door then swung open to reveal the director.

"Guys, lets go! we gotta shoot in 3 minutes!" He exclaimed.

"Oh, ok. Sorry guys, we gotta go! Bye!" Blake smiles and ends the live.

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