walk me home // crygi

thirteen

Gigi's pov

March 21st
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I feel a little awkward as I carry my bag into Daya's house and up into her bedroom. I stand by the entrance to her room as she quietly opens her dresser dumping the contents onto the floor. She does the same thing with another drawer, I feel bad seeing her dump her clothes on the ground just so I can have space for mine. My anxiety was starting to peek through again being alone with Daya, considering we have never had so much as a conversation before. I try to remain calm but I guess it was too late because she turned back to me with a concerned look on her face. The same look she had on her face when she pulled up next to me earlier today. Did I really look that bad?

"These drawers are for you, I'll set up your bed while you're in the shower, sorry we have to share a room. I took over the guest bedroom and made it into an art studio a while back." Daya explains, "I'll go get the shower set up while you put away your clothes." She smiles before swiftly walking out of the room. Daya mentioning her art studio made me remember my sewing machine and loads of fabric I had left in my room at home. The idea of not being able to make things was horrible but the thought of going back to a home I was not welcome in was even worse. I guess I would just have to suck it up for the time being, however long that would be. The sound of the shower starting knocked me out of my thoughts and I grabbed my bag to start putting away my clothes. I neatly folded them trying to take my time and calm my nerves, I was still shaking a little. Looking down at the week's worth of clothes I had packed, it was starting to set in now that this could last a lot longer than I had anticipated. I put away the last of my clothes and slid the drawers shut closing my eyes tightly to try and stop myself from spiraling. I feel a hand on my shoulder and yell jumping around.

"You scared the shit out of me, oh my god!" I sigh, dropping my face into my palm.

"Sorry I didn't mean too, I just wanted to make sure you were okay, you looked like you were in pain." Daya says more concern in her voice than I thought was possible.

"Not physical pain." I joke but Daya doesn't laugh. I sheepishly smile as I grab the towel she was holding towards me.

"Bathroom's that way. Let me know if you need anything else." She says pointing.

"Thank you." I smile before walking towards the sound of the water. I was going to have to come up with something phenomenal to thank Daya for how much of a sweetheart she was being. I never would have thought I would be living with the girl who cussed me out that day in the cafe. I laugh quietly to myself as I lock the bathroom door. For the first time getting a good look at myself in a mirror. I looked hideous, my hair was matted to my head and my entire face was puffy. I was as red as a stop sign which was ironic because I needed to stop being such a baby. I was almost 18, about to be a senior in high school, maybe this will be good for me. I can grow, be my own person. I flash a fake smile at myself before undressing and stepping under the steaming water. I let it roll down my body hoping the heat will take my pain away or make me forget. I wish I could travel back in time before any of this happened, before Crystal. I immediately shook that thought away because I knew it wasn't true. Crystal may not have been in my life for very long but she happens to be one of my favorite parts of it, and now Daya too. I could see all of us being friends that for a very long time. I finish showering and dry myself off. I tie my hair up in the towel and walk back into Daya's room. There's now a small bed or cot like thing on the opposite side of the room from her bed. It was covered with a grey sheet and multiple blankets and pillows.

"There's water in the mini fridge if you want some." Daya says not glancing up from her desk where she was taking off her makeup.

"Thank you." I say grabbing a water and walking back over to my bed. I plug my charger into the outlet next to it and plug my phone in. I haven't had a chance to charge it since I left my house this morning so it was pretty low.

"How was your shower?" She asked, now rummaging through her closet.

"Very refreshing, thank you." I say smiling at her.

"Crystal asked me to ask you to text her when you're feeling up to it, she wants to talk to you about something." Daya says, casually changing her shirt like I wasn't even there.

"Oh? Did she mention what she wanted to talk about?" I say starting to feel anxious again. I could feel my nerves bubbling up in my stomach. Daya gives me a kinda dirty look that immediately sends me into panic mode. How could I have been so wrong I thought we were becoming friends? I mean I am staying at her house. Why would she let me stay if she still hated me. I don't remember doing anything recently that would cause her to hate me again, wait, did I? My mind spirals looking for an answer as Daya sits still, looking at me unamused.

"I think you should ask Crystal. I'm going to be staying downstairs for tonight." Daya says walking out of her room. I'm dumbfounded as I stare at the doorway confused at how quick her mood changed. The way she said it made me tear up, I guess she really did still hate me. I grab my phone to text Crystal and figure out what I did wrong this time when a text from Violet popped up. All it said was "call me" so for some reason I did. It rings out three times before cutting off and being replaced by Violet's nasally voice.

Violet- wow you're finally going to talk to me?

Gigi- Violet if you're going to attack me could it wait? I'm not in the mood.

Violet- awww poor you.

Gigi- I'm about to hang up

Violet- Okay, okay, wait

I go silent for a few seconds waiting for her to start ranting about whatever it was this time.

Gigi- hello? I'm waiting.

Violet- I wanted to say what I did was wrong, I never meant for it to hurt you I was only trying to hurt Crystal.

Gigi- oh fuck you Violet.

Violet- excuse me? I just apologized to you and that's how you decide to respond? That's extremely bold of you.

Gigi- I got kicked out of my fucking house because of you! If you didn't have your head so far up your ass maybe you would realize that you actually hurt people. My relationship with my parents may never be the same because of you! So fuck you Violet, and don't ever speak to me again!

I hang up and slam my phone against my bed. My shoulders were shaking so violently and I could barely see as the tears clouded my vision. I was fucked. The only people I knew I had left were Jan and Jaida but at the rate it's going it won't be long until they hate me too.