Meddle About | Kit Connor

• ~ Thirty Nine ~ •

Chapter 39: Locked In

Minutes had turned into hours.

Charlie, Kit, Milo and I had just sat there. We got so bored we started playing rock paper scissors on the ground.

"Oh my god! Just let me get shot at this point!"

"No-"

"Not happening-"

"Why do you guys have to care?"

Milo had looked at his phone.

"Shit. Jenna is spam texting me."

He turned his phone toward us.

Jenna: where are you guys?

Jenna: what the fuck

Jenna: are you both fucking that Alexia girl?

Jenna: fuck you both for picking her over me

I rolled my eyes.

"Is she always like that?"

"Yeah. She's up my ass since Kit told her to fuck off."

"I didn't say that exactly-"

"Lex, I'll tell you what happened. We were out to lunch-"

"Oh god."

"And Jenna had tried to kiss Kit. He turned to her and went 'what the actual fuck?'. She said 'I thought you were into me.' And Kit goes 'Alexia was right. Go fuck yourself.' Then he went to the car."

"Damn-"

"I hate you."

Charlie just sat there slightly confused.

"Wait who's this Jenna?"

"Jenna Ortega."

"Like THE Jenna Ortega?"

"Mhm."

Another hour had passed and we had suddenly switched to karaoke.

Milo stood up.

"I'm singing an Alexia song."

"Do not."

"I'm going to."

He was searching up a song on YouTube. Suddenly Feather started playing.

"Oh my god-"

"I slam the door, I hit ignore."

He started doing the choreography as well.

Next was Charlie.

"Let's keep with the theme of Alexia-"

"Oh my god- I hate you guys-"

Charlie had started singing Get Him Back!

"I met a guy in the summer, and I left him in the spring. He argued me with about everything."

Another hour had passed.

"We're gonna have to postpone our show in Washington."

"This sucks." I said leaning against Kit.

"I know something that can pass time."

"And what's that?"

"Writing music."

"Oh shit. I'm down for that."

All four of us started writing music for me. We had written 3 songs. Torture, Genius, and Ciao Adios.

I had looked at the lyrics in front of me.

"Charlie, Milo. Would you both wanna feature on Genius?"

"I'm down."

"Me too."

"Sweet! I just realized something."

"And what's that?"

"Once I have these songs recorded I have a full album."

"Seriously." Kit said with a smile.

It had been four hours. I had fallen asleep in Kit's arms, Milo and Charlie were asleep on the floor. Kit couldn't sleep. He was too worried about me to sleep. A knock on the dressing room door had woke up everyone but Milo who was still out.

It was Trey and some cops.

"Hey Kid, they found the hitman, but your parents as a request for your safety.. they would like you to no longer open for Charlie."

"What! They can't stop me! I'm 18!"

"Lex.." Kit said quietly. "I agree with your parents. The person who hired this hitman is still out there.."

"Is anyone going to back me up here!?"

Charlie had looked up.

"I agree with Kit. It's safer for you."

I had scoffed as I got a call from my mother with a text saying 9-1-1.

"What the?"

I had answered it.

"Hello?"

"Hey. Are you with Kit right now?"

"Yeah, why?"

"Put the phone on speaker."

I obeyed and put the phone on speaker.

"One, I'm sure Trey told you what your father and I think about you finishing the shows, but something else is urgent."

"Well what's up? Is Wilbur okay?"

"Wilbur is fine, he keeps playing with the cats, but someone broke into your apartment."

"What do you mean?"

"Someone broke into our apartment!?"

"Only one thing that I know was taken.."

"And what's that!?"

"Alexia, they took your song book."

A/N: Sorry for the short chapter, but it's bouta get dramatic 😝😍🤞