You never thought the son of the mafia leader would ever take interest in you, but CJ seemed different. Will you be able to survive in his mafia world or will you perish?
Those words kept running through your head all night. After her little stunt, Aaliyah had stayed in the gymnasium with you until everyone came back from dinner. Like a chaperone, she refused to take her eye off the two of you, even occasionally pulling CJ away so he could "teach her how to play." How she managed to convince the coach to let her join the team, you'd never know. She couldn't even hit the ball over the net.
Why are you competing against her, Y/N? Women should stick together, we shouldn't be torn apart by some... guy.
You tried to be civil, smiling politely, despite wanting to scream every time she took CJ away. Eventually, the rest of the volleyball team came back in, with Simon leading the way. This is my chance to exit, you think, as you slowly walk out of the gymnasium, feeling beaten. You could almost hear Aaliyah snicker as you passed the doors but you couldn't be bothered anymore.
You were already at your bike when you remembered the chains had derailed this morning. Great, this day couldn't get any better, could it? All I need now is some rain. Shoot, don't jinx it. You look up at the sky, praying that you hadn't angered the gods with your joke. Blue skies, all clear. You sigh and grab your bike, dragging it alongside you, all the way home. By the time you reached your house, you were actually praying for rain. The walk up the hill had made you sweat so much, you could've filled an Olympic sized swimming pool. You walk into your house and immediately rush to your bathroom to shower.
As the water pours over you, you can't help but think back to the events of the day. CJ's hands, holding yours. His words, caressing the back of your neck every time he spoke. The rush you felt as he looked at you, faces so close, you could've kissed him.
Snap out of it. You don't know him, and Simon has already made it clear that he's not your type. You'll find other cute guys. Maybe even cuter guys. And you shouldn't even be focusing on guys, you're here to study.
You finish showering and slip into your pyjamas. You thought, after such an eventful day, that you'd slip into a coma the moment your head hit the pillow, but you found yourself lying awake, staring at your ceiling. Aaliyah's face was stuck in your head. We're going to have so much fun together, she repeats, over and over again. Every time she speaks, her face and voice get slightly more distorted, slowly turning into a nightmare. Wait, was this a nightmare? Maybe you had fallen asleep. Just wake up, Y/N, wake up. You try pinching yourself, punching yourself, but you seem stuck in this nightmare world, as the monster that used to be Aaliyah moves closer towards you. We're going to have so much fun together, it keeps saying, getting louder every time. We're going to have so much fun together, Y/N. WE'RE GOING TO HAVE SO MUCH FUN TO-
Chicken wing chicken wing hot dog and baloney, chicken and macaroni, chillin' with my homies.
You wake up sweating. You look over to your phone, the only reason you're awake right now. I should change that ringtone, but I guess it saved my life. You check the time, 3am. Who would be calling at this time? You look at the number, you've never seen it before. Should you text it? Before you can, you receive a whatsapp message from the same number. Who is it?
You check the profile photo. Of course, CJ.
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