DJS ━ in which even with him by her side the hate still majorly affects her mental health ━ 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 2
𝗌𝖾𝗊𝗎𝖺𝗅 𝗍𝗈: 𝘲𝘶𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘦
𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗿𝘁𝗲𝗱: july 19, 2020
𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗶𝘀𝗵𝗲𝗱: february 10, 2021
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°JUNE 17, 2020 los angeles, calif.°
it was a calm night. the air was chilled, but comfortable. no devices, no social media, no friends, no boyfriend, no drama, no anxiety. just ophelia, bruce, a tub of rainbow sherbert, and the office playing on her flat screen tv in the living room of her apartment.
ophelia had been having an extremely busy and stressful day.
at 10 am, she had a breakfast meeting with her manager, julia, and her editor, amanda. they talked about expanding ophelia's brand so she didn't just have a merch line, but a separate clothing line as well as a jewelry line.
they also talked about how ophelia was to handle the drama surrounding her. julia decided to leave it up to ophelia. julia said she could address it whenever she pleased, or ignore it and wait for it to die down.
fletcher, the hollywood fix camera man, had caught her, julia, and amanda leaving the cafe they were at. he didn't catch the hint that she didn't want to be bothered and bombarded her with questions about the things her and her friends had said in her youtube video, why she hasn't addressed the drama surrounding her, whether or not she was dating daniel, and if she knew when the why don't we boys were going to come back.
ophelia constantly avoided his questions, giving him simple, off topic answers, and eventually getting tired of him. she kindly, and respectfully told fletcher that she has a photoshoot to get to, that she would see him later, and to have a good one.
at 1 pm, she had a photoshoot for her upcoming merch line, b+o, also known as bruce and ophelia.
at 3 pm, ophelia finally went home, but didn't stop working. she spent the rest of the day in her art room painting for her merch, before putting all at least thirty of the paintings into a box, and having them be mailed to julia's management office, just like she does everytime.
the painting and drawing process wasn't as relaxing for the prodigy as it normally would be and she had no idea why.
now, it was 10 pm, ophelia was decompressing after her long day, and was waiting for her postmates italian food to arrive.
while she waited, she was lying down on her couch with bruce lying next to her with his head on her legs, watching tv.
she refused to look at her phone for the rest of the night. she didn't want to go onto any social media, knowing there would be thousands of comments hating on her about her supposedly "lying" about her relationship, "using daniel for clout", making her dad hate her, being conceded, using larray, brady, and charli for clout, disrespecting abigail and justin, and simply for cussing.
it was a lot-a lot of lies-and ophelia didn't have the energy to deal with it for the night.
she didn't want to text her friends because she felt like she would be a burden to them and that they would think she was annoying. she knew her mom was asleep by now, or too tired at this point to remember they're conversation tomorrow.
she didn't want to text daniel. she didn't want to bother him, annoy him, or make him feel like he had to come over just because she felt sad. besides, ophelia was convinced he didn't want to deal with her anyways.
the thought did make ophelia's eyes well up with tears, tears she did nothing to stop from falling down her face.
knock! knock! knock!
ophelia quickly wiped away her tears, drying her face before sitting up, lifting a calm bruce's head off her legs before getting of the couch.
she went into the kitchen to grab $25 out of her wallet and going to the front door.
she unlocked it, turning the door nob to reveal what she assumed was going to be the delivery man but was the person she wanted to see most but thought didn't want to see her having her food in hand.
"daniel?" ophelia whispered.
"hi love." daniel smiled, looking down at ophelia with bright eyes.
"w-what are you doing here?" ophelia asked, opening the door further and walking into daniel's chest, tightly wrapping her arms around his torso.
"i havn't seen you all day, you weren't answering your phone, and i got worried. is everything ok?" daniel asked, placing his empty hand on ophelia's cheek. the girl immediately leaned into daniel's touch, closing her eyes and letting out a sigh.
"yeah. yeah, everything's fine, i just left my phone in the other room." ophelia answered, not telling daniel why. she didn't want him to worry about her anymore than he already was.
"up up love." daniel whispered. ophelia stepped her bare feet onto daniel's shoe covered ones, putting her face into his hard chest. "let's get inside so you can eat and we can cuddle."
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i didn't know how to end this chapter 🏃🏽♀️🏃🏽♀️🏃🏽♀️
