𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐅𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐎𝐧𝐞 ✵𝐁. 𝐋𝐨𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐬

𝕋ℍ𝔼 ℂ𝕆ℕ𝕍𝔼ℝ𝕊𝔸𝕋𝕀𝕆ℕ

Blinking in surprise at who stood in the hallway of her house, Gyda furrowed her eyebrows. "Get out," she hissed, rolling her eyes.

She definitely didn't want to see him after the fact he was the reason she had cried in the middle of school because he yelled at her. There wasn't going to be another day where he gets to have that on her.

She wasn't going to cry again, but she certainly didn't want an apology right now. All she wanted was to be left alone.

"Not until you tell me why you haven't been doing what you usually do."

"Which is?"

"You're acting different, Gyda. I don't like that. What changed your mind?" The accusation was in the middle of his face, and the white-haired female frowned.

"I just haven't been feeling myself today," Gyda lied, unable to reveal the truth about the situation nor ignore him. The hurt look that flashed across his face was something the Australian exchange student never wanted to see because of her again.

"You could've just told me that, Bear," he cooed, reaching out to grab the white-haired female who in return couldn't help but freak out and scramble backwards - tripping over her own feet and stumbling to the floor.

Her eyes went wide as Billy froze where he stood - looking down at her with squinted, suspicious eyes before lowering them once more. He opened his mouth to speak, but the exchange parents came out of their room they were in and looked between the two with confusion.

A bark was heard and the trampling feet of the Great Dane came burling through the corridor and standing protectively beside Gyda - inspecting the white-haired woman for anything that he could've related to a wound.

"Are you okay, Gyda? What happened?" John asked, furrowing his eyebrows with concern as he held out a hand to help her up. The exchange student nodded her head, grabbing the guy's hand and pushing herself off of the ground with a huff - patting Harley's head gently.

"Nothing happened, John, Anna," Gyda admitted, shrugging her shoulders. "Billy was just leaving." The brunette's squint turned into narrowed eyes as he clenched his jaw. Gyda noticed his fist clench and then unclench, her blue eyes zeroed in on this action before he took in a deep breath.

"Yeah, I was just leaving."

With that, the brown-eyed male stormed from the house, shutting the door harshly behind him. The two exchange parents raised an eyebrow, crossing their arms and staring expectantly at their exchange daughter.

Things just came too overwhelming for the Australian to handle and she went into the story of how she met them all, how she got close with all of them - especially Billy and explained how she interacted with the motherless boy even though he had a girlfriend.

As she spoke, Gyda looked back on those moments and realised just how much of a strain that she would've put their relationship through every time she did something that was too intimate or reserved.

She continued to tell her story, including the part where Stu gave the idea of not being so close to Billy - cutting off any and all intimate reactions with the brunette knowing that it'd be hard now but worth it in the long run, considering she was moving back to Australia at the end of the year.

She even told them about Billy's reaction to the sudden drop of his personality as his body was rigid with frustration and anger as he yelled at her to prove she wasn't avoiding him.

Once she finished talking to them, Gyda was a mess of hair, tears and flailing hands as she stormed back and forth in the living room - trying to keep her cool but it obviously failed as tears just kept streaming down her face.

All the while, Harley watched with big, dopey eyes as he sat down on the floor, watching her. Gyda didn't like the look of sadness on the dog's face, but she wasn't able to cheer the spotted boy up in her situation.

She told herself she wasn't going to cry not even half an hour ago, and here she was - sniffling with tissues pressed against her nostrils and rubbing the tears with her jumper sleeve.

"It's okay, Gyda, you're doing the right thing," Anna explained, a frown on her face as she tried processing all of the information that the teenager had given over the source of 9 months.

"If you want, you don't even have to attend the school anymore and we can teach you here at home for the remaining three months of your experience. Does that sound okay?" John suggested, a hand placed on his chin in thought.

"It would be a lot easier for your situation to die down, and you can still have your other friends come over - you just won't be with them every second of the day and that'll help Billy's reaction to having less contact with you. Only if you want to, of course."

The white-haired female stopped pacing the room as she looked between the two parents with a thoughtful look. "I'd like to do a mix of home schooling and face to face, if that's okay? Like, twice a week I'll go to the actual school, and the rest of the school days are with you. Therefore, you guys aren't a full-time home-schooling teacher."

The two exchange parents looked at each other before back at her - their hands interlocked and Gyda couldn't help but want what they had.

Nothing stopping her from being with the man she wanted, nothing preventing her from acting out for how she really felt, but she couldn't.

He was taken, and obviously disliked the thought of her right now due to their predicament.

"That works for us, sweetie. We shall tell the principal about this later, but for now, let's just focus on what we want for dinner, yeah?"

"Can we have something simple tonight? Nothing too difficult. If it helps, I can order from wherever it is, just don't expect me to pay. I still don't understand your currency and I've been here for almost 10 months."