-stupid giraffe-
Lili's POV
I open the bathroom door.
There he was laying in the tub with blood all over him.
I ran to him.
"Caleb!" I cried and held his hand that was covered in blood.
I tried waking him up but I knew he couldn't come back anymore.
I cried and cried for hours.
I didn't call anyone because what could they do?
His parents were never home and now they were on a business trip.
"I love you." I whispered and kissed his hands.
"It's her." An unfamiliar voice says.
I turn around to be met with a male figure and everything went black.
I wake up sweating and panting hard.
I felt a bile rise in my throat.
I rushed to my bathroom and vomitted out my dinner.
I knew exactly why this is happening.
It's his birthday next week. And everything going on is taking a toll on me.
Suddenly moving not only schools but my country too.
I loved him. I still do.
I washed my face and flushed down my dinner.
I walked out and climbed up to the roof.
I laid down on the roof, staring at the stars.
Thinking of the 'what ifs' and 'whys'.
I closed my eyes and looked to my left after opening it.
I almost let out and ear shrieking scream but he covered my mouth before I could.
I struggled to get out of his hold.
"I'll let go, if you promise to shut the fuck up." He says and I roll my eyes. He lets go of me and move further away from him.
Stupid Giraffe.
"You should stop swearing you know." I say.
"You should stop being annoying you know." He retorts.
"I know." I say quietly. "What are you doing here? I ask.
"Taking a smoke." He says taking out a cigarette from the cigarette packet.
I frowned and took the cigarette from his hand and threw it away.
He glares at me and takes another one out.
I take that and that packet away from him and throw it away, too.
"You can't do that." He says lowly.
"I just did." I say.
"You're gonna regret that." He says.
"And you're gonna thank me later." I say.
He moves closer to me and I didn't back away.
He goes over me and pins me down.
"I need a cigarette and I need it now!" He says.
"Why?" I narrow my eyes at him.
"That's how I stay alive and it's my distraction." He says.
"From what?" I ask raising an eyebrow at him.
"You don't need to know." He says.
"What if I do?" I ask pushing him to answer.
"You don't." He deadpans.
I roll my eyes
"I'll be going." He says.
"Go ahead." I say.
"Aren't you gonna go in?" He asks.
"I'll go later." I say.
"Then I'll wait for you." He says and sits back down.
I looked at him shocked. I lean closer and sniff him.
"You're not drunk." I say.
"What?" He asks.
"Nothing. You're being weird." I say.
"You've only known me for a week." He says. I shrug.
Silence envelop us warmly.
"So, how long?" He asks all of a sudden.
"How long of what?" I ask. I know where this is going.
"How long have you been bulimic?" He asks.
I knew it.
"I'm not." I say.
"Then, how would you explain what happened at my house?" He asks narrowing his eyes.
"You mean when you begged me to fuck you but I still rejected you?" I say innocently.
"What-no. You know what I'm talking about." He says.
"Do I?" He gives me a look. I roll my eyes and let out a sigh. "I was playing a video from when my friend puked at a party."
He sighed.
"Fine, whatever. I give up." He says.
I sigh.
"I'm not bullimic. It's just a habit that recently came back. It happens a whenever I stress too much or think too much about-never mind." I say.
He looks at me curiously and nods.
"Don't tell Kyle." I say and he nods again. "So, now that I told you my secret, I get to ask you something too."
He raises an eyebrow. "What?"
"Why do you smoke? And why are you always frowning?" I cross my arms and narrow my eyes at him. He looks at me and smiles but it was gone the second it was there. "I saw that!" I say pointing at his face which was now expressionless again.
"What are you talking about?" He tries to play pretend.
"You smiled!" I say. "I can't believe it! You can actually smile! I must be dreaming!" I say and he scoffs.
"Of course, I can smile shortcake." He says.
"Then do it again!" I say forgetting about what happened earlier.
"Do what?" He says with a blank expression.
"Smile!" I say.
"No." He deadpans.
"Yes." I say.
"No."
"But-"
"No"
"Plea-"
"No."
"Fine." I huff and cross my arms.
We sat there in silence and I somehow fell asleep there.
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I jolt up awake when I felt something heavy jump on me.
There was a dog's face only mere inches away from my face.
I screamed.
Oggy and Trent runs into my room and locks the door.
"I can explain-" I cut him off.
"How dare you?!" I pause. "Not tell me about this cute little huge doggy!" The adorable dog wiggles his tail and licks my face.
I see them let out a sigh of relief.
"Aren't you the cutest little thing? Yes, you are. Oh yes, you are." I tickle it's stomach and talk to it with a baby voice.
"Who killed who?!" Dad walks in with a pillow, waving it around. He looks around until his eyes landed on the dog. "Okay, who let this in the house?" Dad asks.
"You did." Oggy says.
"I did?" He asks.
"Yup! Last night, we asked you if we could keep a dog and you said 'sure as long as it doesn't talk." Oggy says crossing his arms and narrowing his eyes at my dad.
"Oh shi-ver me timbers!" I caught that dad. "Don't tell your mum about this kids."
"Too late, Princess." Mum says from behind dad and he jumps.
"Oh, hey, honey. You know I love you right?" Dad says nervously.
"Hey, guys. What's up? And who screamed?" Kyle walks in too.
Why is everyone in my room?!
"I wanna be part of this, too." Ryder walks in and holy moly he looked hot in that bed hair and sweatpants and white tee.
"Who's dog is this?" My mum speaks up.
"Dad's." Oggy and I say.
"What?!" He looks at us with disbelief. "It was them!" He points at us.
"I just wanna sleep." I shrug, laying down on my bed.
The dog jumps on me again and I jolt up awake. Again.
"Ooh, doggy!" Kyle jumps on the bed and my body.
Oggy and Trent joins in, proceeded by dad then mum.
"I'm-dying-help-me." I say out of breath.
"Okay, guys. Get off her before she suffocates." Ryder says.
The humans get off me and I take a deep breath.
Praise the Lord.
"Thanks." I say to Ryder.
"Don't get used to it." He says before walking away.
Dude's bipolar.
"So, about the dog..." I trail off.
"You can keep it. Just stay out of trouble please." My mum says and walks out the door.
My dad gives a thumbs up to us and walks to my mum's side. He kiss her cheeks and my mum turns red.
I smile at their relationship.
"Yay! I'm gonna call him DJ!" Oggy says running out the room, leaving Trent.
"My brother thinks you're pretty." He says sheepishly looking down.
I was taken aback.
"You're adorable." I say patting his head. "Like your brother. But he's a jerk."
He giggles and run out the room.
I shake my head and sigh.
There goes my sleep.
I checked my phone for any messages and stuff.
Sammyâ£ï¸: let's go to the beach! The weather is amazing! I heard there's gonna be a bonfire at night so we'll be there the whole day. Well it's 1pm now so...
Natð»: Definitely, and Lili, don't even think about making up an excuse to not come.
Me: Fine.
Sammyâ£ï¸: I'll be at yours in 20 minutes after picking up Nat.
Me: kay
I take a short shower before stuffing the stuff I might and will need for the day. I was wearing a two piece bikini with a brownish crop top and white shorts.
I head out my room to wait for Sam but Kyle stops me.
"Are you going to the bonfire tonight?" He asks.
"No, I'm planning to murder someone and hide their body in the woods." I say with a straight face.
He gives me that look. "Okay. Take care of yourself. There are going to be a lot of boys there. Especially seniors." He mutters the last one.
"Okay, I'll try not to be eaten alive by those monsters, sweetheart." I say giving him a flying kiss and sprinting downstairs when I hear a car honk for about 10 seconds. The only person I know who does that is Sam.
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A/n: Oggy and Trent are by far the best PIC (partner in crime) in this book.
And they are adorable!
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