It was Friday night. I finished all of my homework and decided it was time to go to sleep, so I took my sleeping pills and laid down. Thirty minutes. Two hours. Sleep never came.
I opened Snapchat and started scrolling through everyone's stories. Bill had one, a picture of a guy in a JROTC uniform. Did I mention he was in JROTC? The caption was "Happy birthday man," and nothing else. I wasn't aware that he had friends other than Ben and I.
I didn't care about that. What I did care about was Vivian's story, though.
A picture of her legs, a hand halfway up her thigh. She was wearing ripped jean shorts, sitting on a couch.
Caption, "him. 11:11," with a big red heart next to it.
Richie's hand halfway up her thigh.
I threw my phone onto the ground as hard as I possibly could and shoved my face into my pillow, gripping my blankets tight. Why did it make me so angry? I knew they wouldn't be together forever, but it made my insides boil. The picture and caption made my hands shake.
I didn't go to sleep for a long time after that.
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stozier
Fanfictiona story following stanley's freshman year. this work is also on ao3, and will be finished as of march 17th.
