realisation.
only if chris had realised it quicker,he would've had her.
but it was too late for anything to be done.
so now he's gotta pretend to hate her.
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Breyas Pov
its been almost 2 weeks since the accident,ive been getting so much better. i can walk,sorta. the triplets come over every evening to check up on me,they take me on drives and we all have gotten so much closer. chris isn't exactly like he used to be but hes so much better towards me. i honestly didnt think i could ever have him back because of how annoyed he used to be with me all the time. he comes here every evening,asking if i had my meds and if i wanted anything. he still cares about me.
its also been 2 weeks since dylan. hes trying to get in contact with me but i've been dodging all of his calls and messages. i just dont wanna deal with him right now. im in the car right now,returning from my daily check up. today the doctor got rid of the plaster that was around my leg for so long. and i no longer feel any pain in my legs. i can walk just fine. i tell my mom to drop me off at the triplets we reach at their house "i'll see you later mum" i say hugging her goodbye i walk to towards their door and ring the bell,chris opens the door "hey" i say smiling at him "why are you standing?? come on inside,can you feel any pain? how long have you been standing?" chris interrogates as he pulls me inside the house instantly "what happened to hey, how are you?" i say "and to answer your question,im totally fine. better than ever" i tell him "whatever sit down,do you need anything" chris asks "no thank you,where are matt and nick? i ask "at the grocery store" he answers "how long will they be back" i ask "they left like 2 mins before you came" he answers "okay so do u wanna do anything lets start a movie" i say enthusiastically "nope not in a mood for one" he says as he goes towards the fridge grabbing a pepsi "want something?" he asks looking back at me as i make my way to the kitchen counter "what you got?" i ask "pepsi,dr pepper and red bull" he says "i'll take a redbull" i answer,he nods and gets one red bull for me and sits beside me on the counter "i know you still care about me chris" i tell him looking down at the drink in my hand he huffs and moves back in the living room acting like i didnt say anything i follow him "you know you shouldn't be walking so much right? its not good for you rn" he says sitting down on the couch as i stand there in front of him "chris i feel like we need to talk.you know,get the tension off the table" i tell him sitting on the couch next to him "its not important i dont want to talk" he says scrolling through his phone "did i do something? did something happen? what changed?" i speak as he rolls his eyes "why does it matter what happened its not like we're ever going back to what we were" he sorta yells looking at me now "IT DOES TO ME" i yell at him "I NEED TO KNOW WHAT OR WHO CAUSED THIS UNDYING HATRED YOU HAVE FOR ME IT MATTERS BECAUSE YOU WERE SO CLOSE TO ME" i yell again as he sits looking into my eyes deeply
he looks at me annoyed,puts his drink on the table and leaves to go to the room i follow him there too until he starts to close the door on my face and i stop him "chris answer me. FOR FUCKS SAKE" i say he looks straight into my eyes and slams the door shut
was it worth trying? maybe
i go downstairs in the living room and sit on the couch. i see his pepsi and my red bull on the coffee table. i grab and drink some of his pepsi. he leaves his smell everywhere he touches. i keep it back and lay down on the couch scrolling through instagram forgetting my thoughts. usually to get rid of my thoughts i sleep. but i guess this works too
chris pov
about 20 minutes into whatever the fuck happened i ran downstairs to check if she left or is still here. when i came down i saw her sleeping on the couch i look at her closely,god she's beautiful. i grab a blanket and lay it on her. as i grab my left over pepsi and sit on the couch seat across from hers. i take a sip and i taste the cherry lip balm she applies. only if i could taste it off her lips ew. what goes up in my mind
i text matt and chris to get some extra nuggets and fries and a mcflurry for reya. she must be hungry
i know she only sleeps in the middle of the day when she's frustrated. it kills me because right now i know that i put her in this position. i let my thoughts brew looking at her peaceful sleeping face when i hear matt and chris outside the door arguing as they enter i shush them and point at breya signalling that she slept
authors note im on a trip i wont be able to update as much or at all but ill keep letting the ideas get to me
