𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗢𝗻𝗲𝘀 𝗪𝗵𝗼 𝗟𝗶𝗲- cnco (on hoId)

𝘵𝘸𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘺

CHARISMA

It's funny how you think pain just disappears in a day but it doesn't.

I haven't gone to school in a week, neither have I eaten.

Yep. Me, the fitness freak has not eaten food in a week.

My dad tries to make me  eat but I know he feels it too.

The earth shattering anguish.

The kind that completely fucks you up.

The kind that makes your stomach churn.

And the last time we felt this pain was Mom's funeral.

My dad has allowed me to stay in Maxim's room now.

Because no way in hell am I letting this room go to waste, my bed's comfy sheets be damned.

No one from the group has come to see me.

The only people who've entered this room are Irena and Roma because both of them get me.

And as much as I'd like to deny it, a small part of me wants to see Christopher again.

But that part's gonna be disappointed.

"You okay in there?" Irena poked her head through the door.

"Mmhm" I say.

"There's someone who wants to see you" She says and I'm intrigued.

"Who?"

"This person's been asking about you for ages and I told them to give you time but he's a stubborn bastard"

He?

As  if on cue, Irena walks in, followed by none other than Chris himself.

Speak of the devil.

"Hi" He says

"Hi" I respond.

The awkwardness meter is through the roof and Irena feels it too because she shuffles on her feet.

"I think I should just leave you alone now" She slips out of the room before I can protest.

Oh, I'm gonna get her back for that.

"You look different" Chris seemingly blurts out and I narrow my eyes.

"Yeah, I guess that's what happens when your best friend and stepmom die in the span of two weeks"

"I'm so-" He starts but I hold up a hand.

"Don't say you're sorry because no one ever is and no one ever will be"

He nibbles his lip.

"Have you not been eating?"

His eyes go to my usually toned stomach.

I'm wearing a crop top and you can see my ribs poking out.

"Why are you here, Chris?" I grab a throw pillow and hug it over my belly.

"Why have you not been eating, Char?" He shoots back.

"None of your beeswax" I glare. I'm not gonna add on the fact that I don't eat anything every Monday as part of my diet.

"I'm ordering pizza" He says and I huff.

Something in my gut tells me he's not backing down.

"Anyway" He says after ordering the food "I came to show you this mysterious text I got today in homeroom"

He gives me his phone and my eyes skim over the words

𝒎𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒈𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘𝒔, 𝒊𝒕 𝒎𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒃𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒕 𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒕𝒊'𝒎 𝒂𝒏 𝒆𝒙𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒕 𝒂𝒕 𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒖𝒂𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒂𝒔 𝒘𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝒂𝒔 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒊𝒔𝒎𝒂, 𝒐𝒇 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒔𝒆 ;) ~ 𝑱

My eyes widen as realization sinks in.

Chris sits down "I don't think J is after all of us, love"

My breath shakes and the doorbell rings.

"Me" I croak out through my panic attack.

"J is after me"

And my surroundings fizzle to a dull black

A/N ; please leave a comment, or two it actually really helps.

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