𝐓𝐑𝐔𝐒𝐓 𝐈𝐒𝐒𝐔𝐄𝐒 - Ethan Landry

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐈𝐈

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❝ 𝐓𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐇 𝐌𝐘𝐒𝐄𝐋𝐅 𝐇𝐎𝐖 𝐓𝐎 𝐋𝐈𝐄 ❞

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MAX POV

My vision unblurs and everything comes
back to focus, and i mean everything.
I feel Jay's arms wrapped around my waist,
i feel the hangover along with a pounding
headache, i also remember why i'm in this
unfamiliar room.

All I can think about is Amber, it's all
i've actually been able to think about.
for weeks on end i remember being
unable to stop crying thinking about
how she betrayed me, and how she just
backstabbed everybody, literally.

it's undoubtable how close we were,
we hung out basically everyday and
had sleepovers whenever we could,
she was my best friend, she was the
most caring as well, I just don't
understand why she did dragged me
into this, she had business with that
stupid fucking franchise, why get so
close with me if you're gonna betray me?
sometimes i wonder if she was lying
to me in between the relationship.

I aggressively rub my eyes hoping
it would bring some sobriety to me.
But it really does no help at all.
I reach over to my bedside being
carful not to wake up Jay, i grab my
phone and click it on

1:29 PM

2 missed calls from
Jay-Bae❤️‍🔥

184 text from
Jay-Bae❤️‍🔥

29 missed calls from
Ethan Laundry🧺👗👚

38 text from
CHAD😎👯🫶

2 missed calls from
Mindy👯

38 text from
Ethan Laundry🧺👗👚

shit
i mutter, slowly sliding off my bed.
i click on Chads text first.
i think i'm the closest with Chad,
he's been a huge form of comfort ever
since Ambers betrayal.

his text consisted of asking if
i made it home ok and apologizing
for losing me at the party.

He also sent me a link to an
anonymous twitter post, saying
"shit went down last night"
i clicked it and it was a video
of Sam last night, she was with
everybody else except, she was yelling
at somebody in the video and covered
in some type of liquid.

i'm assuming it had to do with
another stupid fucking conspiracist.
I click on Ethan's contact, and his
texting tone was a lot different.

he was a lot more frantic, telling me
not to check the news till I talk to
him first, of course i was freaked out
as shit, what is he talking about?

I carefully open my door and start
making my way to the apartment living room
but cautiously

"Tara?"
i say, but no response,
i raise my hands in a fighting position

...

"...Sam?"
now i'm on edge, usually they're
always home, especially Sam, she
never leaves the house besides her
counseling session and other
important needs, other then that
she never goes out side of the apartments.