it's like a basic love story, girl meets boy, boy meets girl. But, add in a killer brother, another Lakewood Slasher, and a mute mom we could say this isn't like your average romance novel.
[ season 2 ]
[Gustavo Acosta x OC]
*title used...
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I'm annoyed.
I'm annoyed that I can't be with Brooke as she sits in Ms Lang's classroom. The officers told Audrey and I that she needs to be alone, so they literally put her in solidarity. I told them that she needs me, but no, she needs to be alone.
Audrey and I enter the library with officers at either side of us, ensuring we did return to the library and not wander the school considering we are in a lockdown because of the whole Jake's dead body falling and the killer could be anywhere. Anywhere!
Kieran calls us over before he ducks behind a bookshelf. Audrey and I look straight ahead, not wanting to look at anyone. We can feel their burning stare on us.
"Mia!" I hear my name get called out. Audrey and I stop walking.
"It's fine, go to him. I'll get you up to speed later." Audrey informs and walks off to Kieran. I turn to the person who had called me. I find Noah staring at me and I rush to his side.
"Mia." He repeats but this time, he whispers it when he sees me. I rush over to him and wrap my arms around him, as does he. I feel safe.
Noah always has the best hugs and he is always there for me as I am for him especially during the last couple of months when we all had the worst time with the Lakewood Slasher. I was there for him with the death of Riley, and he was there for me with the death of my dad.
I sigh and place my head against his chest. I hear his heart beat and I snuggle in closer to him. I miss him. I miss hanging out with him. I miss talking to him about random shit.
"Stavo's been asking about you," Noah whispers to me and lightly placed his mouth just slightly above my ear. "He asked if I've heard from you, and if you're okay."
I nod and we both slowly release each other, "Thank you." I run my hands through my half wet, half dried blonde hair.
"How's Brooke?" Noah questions as he feels his shirt kinda drenched. He furrows his brows and I give him an innocent smile holding in my laugh. He has two wet spots on his shirt from me.
"A wreck." I huff. I flick my hair off my shoulder so I can try and get a better view of Stavo, who sits on a blue chair like almost everybody else. He holds his tablet with one hand and sketches with the other.
I hear Noah mumble something and I shake my head trying to bring my focus back onto Noah. Noah lightly pushes me away from him. He gestures with his hand to talk to Stavo. I let out an uncomfortable sigh and nod.
I want to re-apologise to him. I was in the wrong yesterday and embarrassed myself. I hate myself so much. I'm an idiot. That's all I'm going to say. Goddamnit!
I take two steps closer to Stavo and clear my throat so he becomes aware of my presence, "is anyone sitting here?" I point to the empty chair that's beside him.
