𝘾𝙧𝙖𝙯𝙮 𝙁𝙤𝙧 𝙔𝙤𝙪

Chapter 2 - 𝘊𝘰𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘳𝘵 𝘥𝘢𝘺

Everyday for 4 days, Eddy would wait at the Bubble tea shop for Brett. But it seemed as if Brett just stopped passing by.

"That's.. a bit weird.. he dipped already? What is my boss going to think.. fuckk-" suddenly, Eddy saw the older one walk in. He seemed tired and stressed, quickly ordering his Bubble Tea. 

Eddy looked at Brett and expected him to atleast wave back but he never did. Brett simply waited impatiently for his bubble tea. Eddy got up and walked to Brett. "Hey Bret-" "alright sir here is your bubble tea, have a good day" Eddy was cut off by the cashier and he looked at the cashier, annoyed. "Do you need something sir?"  The cashier asked. "No."

Eddy noticed that Brett had 2 bubble tea's, quickly shoving his change into his pocket. "Hey Brett!-"
"I'm so sorry Eddy- I know it seems like I'm ignoring you but I trying to get there quickly- please forgive me- I'm going to be late! There's traffic and sh-" Eddy cut Brett off. "I know a short cut. "

"Uh- A-Are you sure this is a good i-idea Eddy?" Brett asked, scared. "Yeah, just hold on tight." Eddy said, zooming through the quiet, dark alleyway.

Brett held onto Eddy's shoulders for dear life, ( as well as making sure the bubble tea's didn't spill ) whilst Eddy did his best to arrive the quickest he could.

"We're here," Eddy stopped in front of tf he place. " Thank you so much Eddy! I don't know what I would do if you weren't here!" Brett said, looking a bit guilty. "Hey- what's wrong?" Eddy pulled Brett close to him and examined how he looked how he was going to cry.

"It's nothing.. it's just that.. you did that for me and I have nothing to give you back.. I even kind of ignored you at the cafe- I just-" Eddy cut him off. "No no, don't worry about it. Now go ahead and get going." Eddy smiled at him. Brett nodded and gave him a ticket. "What's this?" Eddy asked, curious. "I got you a ticket so you could come. See you later Eddy!" Brett said, running off inside to unpack.

Eddy smiled, he loved how cute Brett always acted and how cheery he was. If only Eddy could see what Brett was like when he was alone.

Eddy hit himself on the head. "Focus! That's not the reason why I'm here!" Eddy groaned and pulled at his hair. "But.. maybe.. I can put that aside for now.." Eddy smiled to himself, holding the ticket firmly.
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Brett took in a deep breath before walking on the stage along with the others, taking a seat. He nervously looked at Hilary, who was ofc the soloist, as she looked back at him and smiled. Brett smiled back. But surely of course.. somebody in the crowd wasn't smiling.

Eddy simply watched in disgust in how Hilary smiled at Brett. Especially when Brett smiled back. It was disgusting for him to see. He just wanted to grab Hilary by the next and choke her, and maybe even take her apart.
( I'm so sorry to anybody who loves Hilary Hahn- I don't actually mean it-)

Brett played beautifully, making sure he was perfect for anybody who was watching him. But he started to get a familiar feeling back. Where he grew tired and tired. To the point where he could drop his b-

Brett's eyes suddenly widened and got a tighter grip on his bow, not wanting to drop it like last time. The last time he dropped his bow, every one of his colleagues were disappointed,  except Hilary.
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Once it was over, Brett when back stage and packed his things up, heading outside with Hilary . " I almost dropped my bow again.." Brett said, slightly sad. "Seriously Brett you need to sleep more. I can even see that your fingers are bruised" Hilary said.

Eddy watched from afar, disgusted. But he couldn't help but feel a sting whenever Brett smiled at Hilary. That smile should belong to him.

Brett gave Hilary the other bubble tea he had bought and continued to walk. "I know, I know.. sleep can wait though." Brett said. Hilary shook her head. "No, you need some serious sleep." Brett couldn't help but laugh. "I think I'm good" Brett finally looked up once he felt tension growing and somebody staring at him and.. mostly Hilary. Once he looked up he saw the silhouette of a man. A tall one that looked almost as identical to Eddy."Ed-" as soon as he said that the silhouette almost immediately disappeared. 

"That was weird.." Brett whispered to himself. "Is everything alright Brett?" Hilary asked. "Yeah, I'll be heading home now, bye Hilary!" Brett said,  happily. "By Brett!" Hilary watched as Brett left and let out a sigh, walking to her apartment.  She laid down on her bed and felt as if she was being suffocated.

"He's mine.."
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.( sorry if there's any grammar mistakes- it's really late at night right now and I'm tired-)