( FAYE )

the subsequent two months following the breakup passed by in a sluggish manner. rory hadn't made an effort to communicate with me since i left her house.

my friends attempted their best to cheer me up, particularly finn. although they did provide me comfort, the reality of nothing being the same again was heavily weighing on me.

a good outcome to come from these 2 months were my social skills advancing through... getting wasted at parties.

i was never big on either parties or drinking, but as of lately, they seem to be a big help with avoiding reality.

i could avail myself of other things to take my mind off of it, like reading books or listening to music. those don't always pay off though, most of the time making me think about it more.

yet when i'm drunk, my mind isn't focused on anything but that itself. i find that it's a good way to cope, finn doesn't seem to agree though.

"i love this sound" finn mumbles, using his finger to follow the raindrops racing one another down the window pane.

"yeah, i wish the sky was always gloomy" my lips form a small smile. "it's so pretty"

he leans against the back of the couch we were on, continuing to be fixated on the rain.

"good day to drink" i chime prior to leaving the couch, ushering towards the kitchen to grab a bottle.

i can hear finn groan. "just look at the rain dude. it's much more therapeutic, i promise"

"i can do that while drinking" i shoot him a grin, chuckling at his scoff.

finn grabs the bottle from my grip, earning a glare from me. "don't"

he sighs. "listen, we're going to this event tonight. there's an open bar, so i don't want you to drink here"

"what event?" i squint my eyes at him.

he hesitates for a moment, biting his lower lip. "it's something... hosted by someone you know... and, other people you know... will also be there..."

i raise my brows at his restriction. "okay, that sounds ominous as fuck. am i dying tonight?"

"nah don't worry, it's a good thing. just listen to me, don't drink right now"

a lengthy sigh exits my lips. "fine"

- ★ -

"finn, why am i packing clothes"

"it'll make sense, just do it" he continues throwing pairs of clothing at me from my closet.

"i can grab them myself" i groan, opening up the zipper to my small suitcase.

"faye, why is there a plastic rose in your closet?"

i immediately dash towards him, pushing him out of my room. "bye"

the car ride is as usual, just a karaoke season. silent car rides are okay, but destroying my vocal chords to songs i like is just way more fun.

"been trying hard not to get into trouble but i, i got a war in my mind!" finn pauses when he realises i went silent.

"no way, you're not screaming to lana? what is wrong with you right now"

"i'm just... i need to know where we're going, this is some shady shit"

he sighs with a smile. "okay, fine, i'll tell you"

"really?!" my eyes light up.

"yeah, after this song"

i shrug. "fine by me"

we resume 'singing' before the song comes to an end at the perfect time, us realising we reached our destination.

"oh shit, guess i don't have to tell you"

"oh my god"

i look around, realising we're at a private resort. my eyes dart towards the massive two story house, surrounded by the beach.

finn parks in the garage before getting out. i follow, remaining starstruck by my surroundings.

"this is your one week vacation from" he points at my brain. "that"

"one... one week?" my eyes stay locked on him, mouth agape.

"yup" he struggles to hold in the excitement, squealing and jumping around like a toddler. i immediately join him.

"i can't believe you rented this"

"no, not me" a wide grin returns on his face. "remember when i said someone you know hosted this?"

i furrow my brows before a familiar english accent is audible behind me, leading me to swiftly turn around. "faye!!!"

"no fucking way... bobby!!!"

"never call me that!!!" she retains her enthusiasm, pulling me into an embrace. we both emit strings of giggles, not knowing what else to say.

"aww you guys are cute" an unfamiliar voice appears behind me, causing me to flinch a little too hard, almost falling over with millie.

"jesus- oh shit, millies ken!" i present jake with a smile, receiving one back.

"i'm not sure if that's a compliment but i'll take it as one"

millie finally pulls away from the hug, capturing my face within her hands with a big grin. "you're even prettier in real life!"

i stutter at the sudden closeness before emitting a nervous laugh, causing her to quickly pull away. "oh- right, sorry"

i can hear finn laughing behind me, so i take my very unnecessary sunglasses off, attempting to throw them his way. however, they miss him entirely and land in the water, being washed away by the waves.

"noah!!!" i dash towards the couch, landing directly on him. he pulls me into an embrace before choking out. "okay- i love you but you're kinda crushing me here"

i mutter a sorry prior to sitting up next to him, glancing at the couch facing our one.

"please don't harass me this whole week" caleb sighs, shaking his head.

"i'll try my best" i slowly nod, feeling a hand smack the top of my head.

i turn my gaze upwards upon noticing the curly haired boy. "you forgot me again girl"

"gaten you're literally my favourite stranger things character, i could never"

he smiles before he, millie and finn all attempt to sit on the couch, subsequently leading all of us to be in very uncomfortable positions.

"guys there's literally so many other seats" caleb narrows his eyes at us, signalling around the room.

"nah, we're all sitting right here" finn remarks.

"please don't" i add, feeling him literally on top of my lap.

"i cannot feel my bones" noah deadpans.

caleb blinks at us before leaving the room.

- ★ -

once i'm finished exploring the house, i head back downstairs. i haven't unpacked anything, it's all probably just going to stay in my suitcase, eventually scattering around my room.

i head towards the main entrance upon hearing a doorbell, expecting food delivery. however, i'm greeted with an unexpected sight of a familiar redhead instead.

i feel as if i'm imagining things. my heart begins to race again, the heavy sensation in my chest returning. i feel a rush of emotions, sending me right back to where i was just two months ago, when i had opened the door and sat through her apology.

my heart echoes the feelings that i've tried to stay away from for so long. being taken back to that moment of confrontation, i feel a mix of emotions. it's been weighing on me how much anger i handled that situation with. ofcourse, i was insanely drunk, however, i still could've dealt with it better. although, part of me feels glad i slammed that door into her face, viewing it as an act of standing up for myself.

at this very moment, all i'm sure of is that i don't want to see her. i don't wanna speak to her, look at her, hear her voice, anything.

but that can be very difficult when she's standing directly infront of me.

our eyes remain locked, neither of us muttering a word or making a move. i finally avert my gaze, turning back and striding up the stairs.

i shut the door behind me, curling up into the bed. it was fairly comforting, despite not being my own.

i'm not gonna cry, not over something this mere. i've dealt with worse, i can't cry over this. it doesn't make sense to do so.

it's just a girl, a girl whose one of my biggest fears at the moment. a girl who i once admired, assuming she's an angel of a kind, who turned into a girl i don't want anywhere near me.

"faye?" noahs voice peeks through the entrance as he knocks on the wooden door.

"come in" my head remains buried in my knees, my arms wrapped around my legs.

he slowly turns the knob, closing the door after entering. "hey um, i'm sorry"

i look up, narrowing my eyes at him. "for what?"

"inviting sadie" the brunette fidgets with his hands upon witnessing my glare.

"you invited her? why"

"i'm sorry, i don't know what i was thinking"

"why does everyone keep messing up and then say that" i scoff, almost laughing at the situation.

he gives a confused glance before continuing. "listen, i was just really hoping you guys could like... maybe, i don't know, make up?"

"make up?" i raise my brows at him. "noah, my girlfriend of six years cheated on me with her"

"fair point, but" he raises a finger. "sadie isn't someone who just sleeps with peoples girlfriends. she feels really terrible about it and i wish you'd hear her out for once"

i say nothing, burying my head back into my knees. i hear him sigh an "okay" before leaving the room.

★ authors note ,,

nowah out here causing drama