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I still can't believe this happened. Why does he need to know what we do, why did he have to ask them that and ruin everything? Why can't I have a normal life like anyone else? I should stop whining. I should just..get over it. It wouldn't have happened anyways. I need to forget about it.
The good thing is, and thank the lord above (if there is one), that he's on a business trip, and my ears can be on a rest. I really don't know how he keeps this job, when he's rarely on time, even though it seems like he is. Every year I wait for him to go on this trip just so I can get time to compose myself and get a break before the cycle starts over and over. Just thinking about it makes me want to cry, and now I soon hear the doorbell, then my mom opening the door and closing it again. I hear footsteps rushing up the staircase and my door bursting open, Sarah, Spencer, and Jon appearing in the doorway.
"Ryan, oh darling, how we've missed you!" Sarah says in a dramatic, fake British accent. I chuckle lightly, and we all come together in a group hug, a few of the tears escaping from my eyes. I'm so glad to see at least these kids. We all pull away, and Jon chimes in with "not to be mean ryan, but uh... you kinda look like my flip flop." He's right, my hair is greasy and sticking up, my eyes look dead!, and I look like I just rolled out of bed. (Which I did). Super sad and torn apart.
"You're right, maybe I should go shower.. you guys gonna be ok out here?" I say.
"Yea of course, plus you need to since B-" Sarah swings at Spencer with her hydroflask and whisper shouts at him. "Shut up!" She says with clenched teeth. Not sure what that was about but ok.
I quickly finish my shower and put on some fresh clothes, and head back into my bedroom. All three of them scramble back to the floor from looking out my window.
"What're you guys doing?" I ask warily.
"Nothing, just looking at the sunset!" Jon says.
"It's 1PM and cloudy." I say dryly. He shrugs.
We end up sitting there for about 20 more minutes, just looking at Instagram and such. One of them keeps getting up every 5 minutes to look out the window, and it's kinda weird.
"Why are you guys acting so strange?" I ask.
"Haha, no reason." Sarah says laughing nervously. I hear her whisper something to Spencer that I can't make out, and he nods and goes to his phone. I eye them in suspicion. There's something going on here that I can't figure out. Just then, my phone goes off, and it's a text from an unknown number.
Unknown number: Ryan?
I furrow my brows at the text, wondering who it is.
Me: yes, who is this? How did u get this number?
Unknown: it's bren.
I smile at the screen.
Me: oh my god rly? I'm sorry I didn't recognize your number, my dad make me delete it from my phone.
Brendon: yea. I'm sorry about what happened at your birthday, it kinda ruined the whole thing.
Me: it absolutely wasn't ur fault. It was mostly me.
Brendon: I.. miss you.
My heart skips a beat at the words. I shouldn't be doing that, I need to forget about this, because besides school, I won't get to see him.
Just then, Spencer, Sarah, and Jon's phones get a notification sound at the exact same time, and they all get up and leave my room. I'm not even gonna ask at this point what type of illuminati shit is going on. I go back to my phone.
Me: everything has been kinda sad. I'm not sure when I'm gonna see u again.
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I put my phone down and wait for a response.
"How about right now?" I hear from an all too familiar voice. I look up slowly, and meet my eyes with his. the first thing I notice is his hair, it's different, but I really like it. (Imagine vices and virtues era hair) I know it's been a over a week, but I really missed him. He pulls me into a warm hug and I hug back. He gives such great hugs.
"So uh.. was this why they were acting so strange?" He laughs.
"Yea they aren't very good at much."
"H-how did you convince your mom to let you come over here?" I ask.
"Well, she talked to my dad, and he accepts me by the way, and she currently doesn't give a shit about what your dad thinks. So we came up with a plan and told your mom and she agreed. We can all hang out as much as we want now before he gets back." He smiles brightly.
We chat some more until it's time for him to leave. We are walking out of my my bedroom when me, being the clumsy dork I am, Trips on absolutely nothing. Brendon tried to catch me before I fall, but I end up bringing him down with me, and he lands on top of me. We both laugh.
"Are you ok?" He asks between chuckles. I nod my head. we stop laughing and just look at each other. I could just kiss him right now if I wanted to. God, i really do. Instead I kiss him on the nose and get up and say, "race you haha!" I see something flicker on his face before he gets up and tries to beat me, in which he does because he's quote "skinny queen sonic".
Sometimes I dislike myself.
Anddddd another short and late chapter that needs to go in the bin! Ahhhhhh! 🤡
Song Suggestion: "When the Day Met the Night" by Panic! At the Disco (Pretty.Odd.)
Also, when I wrote "illuminati shīt" it was at 666 words, kinda afraid.
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