𝐹𝛰𝑈𝑅

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𝐷𝛦𝑉𝑌𝛮



WHEN SHE'D OPENED HER EYES, DEVYN WAS DISAPPOINTED to see that the other side of her boyfriend's bed was empty and cold. The girl squinted a bit as her sight adjusted to the brightness in his room. She laid there, awake, as she slowly got over the fatigue that was weighing her down. Under the covers was warm, so warm that Devyn didn't want to get up, but forced herself to, nonetheless.

Sitting up, the girl retrieved her phone from the bedside table, seeing a flurry of messages displayed all over her lock screen. Almost all of the texts had been from the night before, except for like three, two of them being from Shaela and Mikayla, Shaela asking if her sister would be coming home or staying out for the night and Mikayla inquiring about the game of fugitive that Harry had drummed up on the fly.

Devyn groggily responded to them both before opening the text her boyfriend had sent her about an hour and a half before.

Devyn wore a sad smile on her face as she read her boyfriend's message, telling her that he's gone to Emil's grave earlier that morning. It's been about a week and a half since the expedition crew came back with Emily's lifeless body. A little over a week since they all realized that they were trapped in the middle of nowhere.

Since then, there hasn't been a single night Devyn has slept alone. After everything that had happened, Grizz couldn't bring himself to sleep alone. Even when he had his girlfriend with him, he was still terrorized by vivid nightmares. It was hard for the boy to get any kind of sleep at all.

After a few moments, Devyn finally found it in herself to actually get up from the warm bed. She was wearing one of his sweatshirts, the bottom of which came down past her knees, reaching the bottoms of her shins.

Devyn went over to check her bag, which was sitting in Grizz's desk chair. She looked through her overnight bag for a change of clothes, but soon realized that she'd forgotten to grab some when Grizz had called her the night before.

She didn't feel like changing back into her clothes from the night before so she just grabbed her bag and headed down stairs. She pulled on her shoes by the front door and left the house, turning the lock on the door nob and leaving in the direction of her home.

The girl knew that her boyfriend would be upset if he knew that she walked all the way from his house and back to her own by herself, but Devyn didn't think it was a big deal. Afterall, they didn't live far from each other. West Ham was pretty small.

Not long after leaving Grizz's home, she'd reached her own, climbing the wood porch and pulling out her key to unlock the door. Devyn had expected the house to be silent, not really thinking that anyone would be up yet, but the girl was proven wrong when she saw Landon, Caleb, and Isaiah standing around the kitchen Island, with a cannister of a powdered muscle milk mix and a trio of shake bottles. Caleb was working the blender, measuring out the powdered shake, a half carton of skim milk sitting on the side of the blender.

Landon was the first to notice the girl as she came in, smiling at her. "Hey, Dev." The girl waved back, not wanting to bother her dry throat. The girl went to retrieve a bottle of water from the refrigerator door, opening the bottle and drinking half the bottle in a matter of seconds.

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