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CHAPTER 8

Pic of Samantha above^
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I sat at the table and tried to avoid Fred's intimidating stare.

Samantha was biting the inside of her cheeks, a habit she does when she's trying to shut up.

Damien looked like he was lost in thought. He doesn't even seem to feel the tension in the air.

"So...how was everyone's day?" Emmett asked, trying to ease the tension.

"Shitty"-Samantha

"Horrible"-Juls

"Could've been better"-Fred

"Whatever"-Damien

"Fantastic" I said, but it was obvious it was sarcastic.

Emmett sighed and ran a hand through his hair.

"Excuse me." I muttered and stood up from my chair. I left the cafeteria and made my way back to where I came from.

The girls bathroom...

I entered the bathroom and put on the faucet. I splashed some water on my face and looked at my reflection in the mirror.

"Lily please tell us what happened." I heard Samantha's voice in the bathroom and I turned to see her and Juls standing by the door.

They entered the bathroom and locked the door behind them.

"Spill." Juls said as she crossed her skinny arms over her slender body. I remember when we first learnt about anorexia. I was scarred she had it and told her parents, turns out tho, she was just slim.

I took a deep breath and faced them.

"I saw Emmett kissing another girl" I tried to say boldly but my voice wavered at the end.

The looks on their faces was enough to make me melt. They looked so sad.
Like they...pitied me, I didn't want that.

"Don't feel bad, it's nobody's fault. He doesn't even know I like him and there was nothung you could have done to stop him." I gritted out as my grip on the sink tightened.

"Are you ever going to tell him?" Samantha asked quietly. Was she serious?

I looked at her like she had devil horns sticking out of her head. Well she might as well have them, because she was playing the part.

"Off course not." I yelled in frustration. Was anyone thinking with their brains today??

"I think you should, it would prevent these awkward moments in the group." Juls reasoned.

Someone fried the brains of my friend. Better yet barbecued.

"How could you even think of that?!" I yelled in irritation.

"I just think-" Samantha started but I cut her off.

"You promised not to tell him, unless I say so, you can't break your promise or you're breaking our friendship." I said and my voice cracked at the end.

I saw them both flinch as I ended the statement. I guess neither of us liked the idea of breaking our friendship.

"C'mon let's go." Samantha muttered as she held Juls and I's hand, then lead us out of the girls bathroom.
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I walked into my house and went upstairs immediately. I knew my mom wasn't at home, cause her car wasn't in the driveway.

I colapsed on my bed and let my thoughts consume me.

Should I really tell Emmett I like him?

Aww hell no gurl.

Oh you're back.

Where the hell does that black voice in my head even come from??

Are you dumb, stupid or dumb? Huh?

And this black voice in my head is on Tik Tok. Well, what are the odds...

I was knocked out of my thoughts when I heard my window shuttle shake.

Fred.

"So are you telling him or what?" He asked as he inspected his joggers, to make sure it wasn't ripped.

I threw my head into my pillow and groaned.

What is up with this people?

'Why don't you just grow some balls and go fess up bout this lame ass crush.' My inner black voice drawled in a 'what is up with you' tone.

"Wait, you're telling me you still wanna keep this a secret?" He exclaimed like I had just returned a lottery ticket.

"What if he doesn't like me back." I mumbled, thinking about the worst possible scenarios in my head.

Only the mere thought of him not liking me back, was enough to make me anxious.

"Atleast he'll like you enough not to break your heart!" He tried to argue but I wasn't taking that crap.

"He's already done that!" I spat out.

"And he doesn't know that!!!" He practically yelled and I drew back in shock. I blinked at him and he blinkedback like he just realized what he did.

"If you don't wanna tell him, I won't force you but it's what you should do." He murmured. I didn't say anything, I didn't know what to say.

He stood up quietly and climbed out of my window, leaving me in my room.

Well you done did it now...

Wow...my subconscious likes to state the obvious. Noone likes a smart ass!!!

I moved over to my desk and began doing my homework.

The second I opened my history textbook, I felt drowsy. I fought against the upcoming sleep and managed to finish up some work.

I was halfway through my English paper and halfway through my nap, when the doorbell rang.

I went downstairs to open the door for my mom. I skipped two steps each as I glided down the stairs.

I opened the door for my mom and my eyes nearly bulged out of their sockets as I noticed who was standing beside her.

Kristine...
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Sorry for the late update and I hope you guys aren't too angry.
Word count: 922 words.

Enjoy my lovelies🤗

XOXO-Lily💙