𝐦𝐮𝐭𝐞 ; 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞! ⇄ | z.herron |

𝐱𝐯𝐢𝐢𝐢.

ZOEY

the night is cold, and all i can remember seeing is the thought of pollen getting shredded. he's not much of the fighter guy, in fact he's never been since all his life he's suffered from perfection, he made fighting seem as if it was such a dirty sport. but in the long run it'd help him in this fight he had started.
       i don't know where to go or who to look for, but a certain car that looked all familiar but unfamiliar catches my eye, and as the two boys i love most are bickering and shoving each other against the glass window i run off into the almost intimidating parking lot to the car in which had its windows down.

"i told daniel about these fights," i hear a voice sigh as i approach the window, they seem to be unraveling their seatbelt as i hear it sling back and hit the leather seat.

"j-jack?" i mumbled, i had been close enough to the door to see it wasn't jack in the drivers seat, instead it was corbyn, back seat was jack, so i had assumed had walked out of the car was jonah. he doesn't seem to see my though. zach, he wasn't there.

"zoey?"

"he— daniel said..." i let out a breath. "c-could i come with you guys?" i swallowed some of the sweet sweet air, awaiting to possibly be turned down. "pollen he just- he just snapped."

i watch as he eyes the rear view mirror- to both of our surprise pollen has daniel in a choke hold.
"what the fuc—" he quickly unbuckles and pushing the car door that had almost knocked me over open. "just get in the car zoey." he gestured, and i almost feel bad. if i has just stuck to pollen's stupid nutritional rules none of them would be on the verge of getting beat to death by the guy who i thought couldn't fight.

i get into the back seat and as i do jack suddenly hops out.

pollen will not let go. no matter how much the boys punch and kick and knee he just won't let go. it takes a few seconds but daniel finally has air, and pollen is on the cement, his face no longer there instead there's blood. not much, just a minor cut and a nose bleed, but i see the boys running back, daniel at hand as they throw him in the back seat with me.

"zoey what the fuck." corbyn panics as he just can't seem to focus on the road as much as i'd like. "what was that back there, why'd he go crazy."

"that's just how he is i- i just wanted to get some fresh air."

jack continues to look out the window. daniel is in the middle, with only a scrap on his cheek from falling onto the pavement when pollen had let go.
"zoey he's insane, he could be coming for us know- he's literally fucking dripping in dollars what if he has people he knows."

"pollen wou-wouldn't do that." i shrug off.

maybe he would.

"he-he takes care of everyone. he's nice, he's kind— daniel provoked him, pollen is insecure... his dad used to shame him all the time." i explain, they need pollen's good side to shine. i need pollen's good side to shine.

"bullshit. that son of a bitch took down a choke hold because he can't help to hear that he is a self centered prick." daniel wheezes, his voice probably will be like that for hours.

"just stop talking, daniel. she isn't worth your air." jack mumbles though he's still eyeing the window.

i sigh and watch as corbyn pulls up to their house.
he tosses jonah the keys as we struggle to get out the car, none of us daring to speak until corbyn tapped my shoulder; "zoey, just take the couch for now, tomorrow we'll tidy up guest room up. me and the boys." i smile and thank him thought i know he's hurt.

jack just scoffs, and brushes past to head inside second behind jonah who had unlocked the door.
i walk inside and immediately my nose fills with the aroma of charred and burned dinner.

"we were trying to grab our take out."

"jack cut it, she's just as scared as you."

"i'm not scared."

"well, we're all a little scar-"

"okay, but im not!" jack snaps harshly. "how can you be scared of a coward." he mumbled before he excused himself to his own bedroom, in his own house.

"don't worry about, jack. he's getting over other things, not just you." jonah response to the recent mishap, i slowly nod and head towards the couch.

"i'll let you all sleep, thanks again." i reply, they all nod and dont know wether to hug or just awkwardly wave. of course being the interesting people they are they awkwardly wave to me goodnight, and me being the weird person i am i did the same.

the lights shut off as they walked up the steps and i got comfy on the couch. my phone wouldn't stop buzzing that night, countless of calls and messages from pollen and even from his relatives and parents. countless of apologies, please come backs, i miss yous, etc we're plaster onto just one phone screen.
   i sit there on the couch for a long time. staring off at a almost pitch black wall-

until i heard footsteps trailing the staircase.

N O T E ;
I've got a 'let's fuck up pollen train' arriving at 12 o'clock pm, please aboard if you're willing to beat up pollen. 🙋‍♀️.

HELLLLLOOOOOOOO LOVELIES!!!
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this authors note is going to be kinda short because i need sleep BUT HI

few announcements!
in a few couple of weeks TFB the daniel seavey fanfic i have will be having chapters posted! I repeated the daniel seavey fanfic IS back in session in a few weeks! So add it to your library if you're interested!

Next, Where Our Faults Lie, i have the worst writers block for it so if the next chapter isn't the same style, then sorry.

Another thing! Should I update with 2-3 chapters of this book every week? Aka every Monday? So like you get new chapters each monday, lemme know.

Lastly! Sadly :((( MHBTW is ending so very soon so if you want to go see the final and say your farewells you'll have to go wait a few days.

ANYWAYS THATS A LOT OF CRAP THAT YOU PROBABLY DONT CARE ABT BUT ITS OKAY!

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