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"Chris! Wake up you dick." Evelyn said as she shook his shoulders.

She had woken up light yelling coming from Chris's room. She figured he was being a jerk and had some girl in there just to piss her off by being loud.

But then remembered that he used to get really bad night mares and rushed to his room.

Chris was sweating a shaking lightly as he muttered words of protest over and over again. Her worry grew as she played with the green rings on her finger.

Evie didn't know what to do so she shook him one last time before slapping him in the cheek.

























I N T R O :

                 But I wanna hold you
           Like it's June in the West End
    Back when you were my best friend
            Before love came to kill us




                     We're not supposed to                But I can't learn my lesson      I miss when you were my best friend              Before love came to kill us

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                     We're not supposed to
                But I can't learn my lesson
      I miss when you were my best friend
              Before love came to kill us

                   𝕊𝕥𝕒𝕣𝕚𝕟𝕘:

ℤ𝕖𝕟𝕕𝕒𝕪𝕒
ℂ𝕙𝕣𝕚𝕤 𝕎𝕠𝕠𝕕
𝕃𝕒𝕟𝕒 ℂ𝕠𝕟𝕕𝕠𝕣
ℕ𝕠𝕒𝕙 ℂ𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕠
𝕄𝕒𝕣𝕚𝕒 𝔾𝕒𝕓𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕝𝕒 𝕕𝕖 𝔽𝕒𝕣í𝕒
𝕄𝕒𝕥𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕨 𝔻𝕒𝕕𝕕𝕒𝕣𝕚𝕠
𝕎𝕚𝕥𝕙 ℍ𝕒𝕣𝕣𝕪 𝕊𝕙𝕦𝕞 𝕁𝕣 𝕒𝕤 𝕊𝕙𝕒𝕨𝕟
𝕋𝕚𝕞𝕞𝕠𝕥𝕙é𝕖 ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕝𝕒𝕞𝕖𝕥
𝔸𝕟𝕕 ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕕𝕝𝕖𝕣 𝕂𝕚𝕟𝕟𝕖𝕪

           So under the mask of the moon
            Could we dance in the past?
    Before love, before love came to kill us?































"Ow! Godammit! What the hell Lyn! You know your stupid man hands hurt more than regular ones!" Chris said as he woke up with a start and caressed his cheek.

"You dumbass. You know what, next time I'll leave you to be scared and pee the bed." She said getting angry, all concern leaving her body.

"What the hell are you talking about?" He said as his nightmare already slipped away from his mind.

"You were dreaming about Ben, Dana and your dad again. You scared me you dick." She explained.

"Why did I scare you douche nugget?"

"Because I got concerned about your well being, turd burger."

"Why? I thought you hated me, ass wipe."

"I don't hate you dickweed. I've just been mad at you forever." She explained.

"You can't be mad at me forever."

"Oh yes I can. That's the beauty of having anger issues."

"You need a therapist."

"Your mom needs a therapist."

"Really? Mom jokes? Real mature." He slow clapped.

"Dammit Chris. We were having a two moment and you fucked it up as per freaking usual." She said angrily.

"Right because I fuck up everything?"

"That's not what I said!"

"You might as well have!"

"Why can't you get it through your thick skull that I'm no your enemy? We both lost people that day your inconsiderate asshole! I'm only trying to care about you!"

"I don't need you of all people to care about me!

She flinched and for a second he saw a hint of hurt in her eyes before glazing over with anger. He felt guilty immediately and tried to take it back.

"Fine! I won't care then. If we're not on set, consider us done. We're not friends, we're not frenemies. We're just people who grew up together and now have to live together!"

"You ca—"

"I said what I said!"

"Fine!"

"Fine!" She stormed out. She went to slam the door but then gave him a dramatic dirty look and left it open.

He rolled his eyes to her back as anger and regret bubbled up inside him.







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