i stayed home the next day. thurday. and i was scared. i was scared of talking to anyone. my brain decided to avoid them. i aunt pearl i wasnt feeling well, she knew i was lying but let me stay while she went to work. i was thankful for that. she understood. she scared. she loved me. honestly? i didnt want to face anyone, because everyone knew, i texted them, all of them, what happened.
Vix; dude what? are you serious? are you okay?? jesus.. im so sorry. i love you. very much.
reagan; fuck.. im sorry bubba. im here for you always.
anna; youre in my prayers, love.
silas; what..?
i decided around 11 to get up and move around, so i showered, changed into clean shorts and a hoodie, and heat up some leftovers. as i sat in the living room floor watching netflix, there was a soft knock on the door. i got up slowly, and opened it.
"vix?"
she smiled, "hey, babe... i seen you werent at school so.. i decided to come see if you were okay."
"not just her." anna chimed in behind her, smiling happily. "reagan is at the car with a gift for you."
with that, they pushed past me inside the apartment, and piled on my couch.
"present?" i slowly closed the door.
"mhm!" vix nodded, patting the spot next to her with a smile.
i sat next to her, looking confused. "what is it?"
"your boyfriend." reagan spoke as she walked through the door, arms wrapped around silas. "whos such a cozy heater. might steal him."
"i tried telling her were just friends," he rolled his eyes, removing his arms from her as he walked in and sat beside me. "are you okay?"
"lets not chat about depressing shit unless ole boy brings it up, yeah?" reagan sat beaide anna, pulling her close.
"yeah." vix chimed in, grabbing my hand casually.
"its okay," i looked at silas, smiling. "really. thank you for coming."
"of course, libra." he flashed a grin.
"now do you see why i ship it?" anna said to reagan, pointing at us.
"eh, kinda." she smiled, kissing her girlfriends cheek.
vix simply rolled her eyes, leaning back on the couch. "so what are we watching?"
"some scary movie..." i looked back at the tv, leaning back as well. everyone seemed to have drop the conversation, because we all seem fixated on the screen.
when it finally ended, they all slowly started getting up and stretching.
"leaving?" i asked, crossing my legs. silas looked down at me, and it made me feel suddenly self consious, so i quickly looked away to reagan and anna.
"no," anna said. "we all are. put pants on, were taking you out."
"where?" i slowly stood, with silas helping of course.
"dont worry about it." silas smiled, patting my shoulder. "just go, short stuff." i huffed, but caved in.
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the ride to where ever we were going was awkward, i had silas to my left and vix to my right. she was pressed close to me, but silas was chilling, eyes stuck on the window, humming carelessly to the music reagan played. reagan was into indie music, and old pop songs. it didnt match how she looked at all, but that just made me love her even more.

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Storie d'amorenico, a small 17 year old who prefers to stick to himself, ends up paired with silas, an 18 year old outgoing theater kid for a class project. what could go wrong?