Screw it

Cliche (6)

"Lizard? What's wrong?" You asked, watching his face pale.

"Oh boy... oooohhh boy. Okay, so—" He turned to Vasilios. The long haired male looks a bit spooked by his reaction.

"Dude, don't freak out but... you're gonna die in this chapter." Vasilios widened his green eyes. That is certainly horrifying news, but at least he gets to go back to 'you' in his timeline, right?

"It's not a peaceful death either, you're gonna die from..." Lizard squinted at the ceiling. What is he even looking at? There is nothing there except a cobweb.

"What? I'm going to die from what?" Vasilios subconsciously squeezed your hand.

"A... meteor? I dunno, that's what creator's chapter notes said."

"You can see their chapter notes!?" Lizard shrugged at your shock.

"I couldn't see them before, I noticed it a minute ago when I like, heard some shufflin—"

"Hey, you're not supposed to see that!" All three of you heard some keyboard clicks.

"Damn it! It's gone..." Lizard scratched his goatee.

"Looks like we gotta wing it now." You added, admiring yourself in the mirror as Vasilios began crying again.

"I'm so glad I'm not prone to crying, cause that's SO gonna ruin my perfect eyeliner." You puckered at yourself in the mirror. Vasilios let out a loud sob, he can't take the absolute confusion.

The bell rung again.

"What's our next class?" You asked creator.

"Maths, again." You and Lizard groaned in agony as Vasilios hugs himself, trying to calm his shivering. His face was pale and his eyes were wide with fear, he's so afraid of the unknown now.

The "cliches" creator had in mind are NOTHING like what he expected or encountered. This isn't 'embarrassing' anymore, it's outright terrifying.

"Bro, let's skip class. I goddamn hate the teacher, she's gonna respawn again." Lizard applied lipgloss on his lips.

"Like, totally. Wait, hmm." You rubbed your chin, completely ignoring Vasilios who is having a severe mental breakdown.

"Oh yeah... damn it. By skippin' class we are gonna meet some delinquent Yams, bro. They're gonna swing their bats at Volvo there and he's gonna die a really painful death." You nodded.

"You're right. Hmm, feel bad for that guy." Lizard nodded in agreement.

"Eh, I think it should be fine. As long as we stay the hell away from the back of the school." You assured Lizard. He pursed his lips and placed his hands on his hips.

"Whatever you say, remember bro. If we die we gotta do the whole thing over again." You grimace bitterly at the reminder.

"Right. C'mon, Vasilios. Lezz go." You added a little 'spice' to your accent.

You held his hand and tugged him, only for him to pull you to him instead.

"Hey! Watch it, you almost smudge my eyeliner!" You scolded. The long haired male whimpered.

"Please... I don't— I don't know what is going to happen and I'm afraid, (y/n). I really am..." he hugged your arm. Wow. This is new, did creator intentionally write him to be like this?

"Dude, don't give us bull. You know what's gonna happen to you. You're gonna die!" Well, that did not help.

"I—I just want to return back to my timeline... or-or universe or... book! Whatever it is, I want to go back, this is torture!" His voice cracked a bit.