[location: somewhere in Eric's house, probably bedroom]
[Time: 6 a.m]
"What you want now? Huh? Just look at you, you're such a dummy. Why are you still alive? If were you, I'd rather die than live that shame. Don't get me wrong but– but that's the truth. You need to understand it",
I roasted a person who was standing inside the mirror (that was me, duh)
"She hella LAUGHED at you!! Just see your face....", I continued.
[Eric's brother, who just woke up and was walking his way to the sink, heard Eric's constant mutter outside the door. This time, he confirmed Eric was possessed. So he went back to his room and carried a crucifix all the way to the bathroom sink]
After roasting the shit Outta of myself, I hopped back into instagram trying to get any kind of emotional support possible. Was scrolling through some funny reels (and brainrots too) until I stumbled upon an user account.
'𝐌𝐚𝐛𝐞𝐥_𝐃𝐨𝐫𝐚♡'
The profile pic had not her face, but an image of a blue butterfly.
Instinctly, I clicked it at once. Opening up that profile, the bio read,
"Just a girl trying to survive in a world they built for me"
That's it, it was that simple.
The Follow button looks sexy today. It was shinier than ever. My heart raced, my breath was heavy, my palms sweat like crazy.
My vision blurred and my lung went shortage of oxygen as my finger was nearing the 'Follow'. With shaky hands, eyes closed and my mind racing with endless thoughts of the consequences(all the worst case scenario flashing up), my finger tip touched the phone screen.
For 5 seconds, my eye lids refused to open. But when I slowly opened my eyes,
'Requested'
I felt like I did something that humanity couldn't pull up since the beginning of time. I felt like throughout heaven and earth, I alone am the chosen.
Then I opened up the chatbox hoping I'd bring myself to text her any message, Although she'd only be able to see it only if she accepts my request.
"Hi Mabel", I sent.
"I think you look adorable", I drafted in the textbar but I hesitated to send it as it was a very risky text (ofc y'all know I'm such a coward)
I was in a state of subconscious, juicing my brain up to make myself send the text.
"ERIC!!!??" , my mom's voice gave me a reality check
That call suddenly gave me a jerk and in no time I realised something– I looked at my phone screen slowly
'Sent'
My instincts kicked in, I tried to delete the disaster I sent by mistake , BUT...
'Seen'
I stared at my phone like it's a grenade I was about to throw. The seen text which stood under my message looked bolder than myself. So, she accepted my friend request afterall, but I messed up. Could I take the red pill and feel happy that she had accepted my request OR take the blue pill and feel depressed that I may have ended something which never begun yet. My finger started hovering above my message trying to delete it. But nope. Too late.
"Eric! Are you up? Your brother's already started his breakfast. Don't you wanna to go to school today?" , yelled my mom from across the hallway.
I walked out my room, got to the bathroom, ghastly. Well shit, life's so messed up. Why am I seeing a crucifix near the sink. Oh it's real (wonder who would've kept it here)
[Eric's brother suddenly walked into this scene to fetch the crucifix he forgot at the sink.]
"Oh Stan, why is this here", I said
"Ummm.. well.. uhhh... Eric... Nice to meet you???!" Said he, what happened to him though lol
"Is this yours?" , I asked showing the crucifix to him.
"Uhh yeah– well.. thanks, bro", grabbing the crucifix from me, he left. What's gotten into him, all religious.
[Stan walks in the hallway with the crucifix in his hands. "So this demon is immune to the crucifix.. that's so messed up"]
Day 3:
I'm at the school now. Though reluctant, I feel like I won't survive a day without seeing her. And ofcourse, I need to explain the situation which happened this morning.
[Mabel enters the classroom and sits in her desk]
"What was that chat all of a sudden?", asked Mabel
I was frozen having no plausible reply for that
"Well, umm– that message– I didn't meant to send it to you" , said I (BEEP- LIE)
"Oh, is it? Who you wanted to send it though", asked Mabel
"Eh , Billy", why did I say Billy?!? The f–
(BEEP-LIE)
"I ain't no homo bruh" , said Billy sitting next to me. When did this guy even come here. Was he listening?
"You meant to send it to Billy?!", asked Mabel with an uneasy face
"Am I that handsome, even guys are after me?" , said Billy to himself
"Shut up Billy, I meant to send it as a comment on a reel which you sent me, it had a cute lil animal, but I don't know how I didn't notice that I sent it to Mabel", well shit, that's not even close to something believable.(BEEP... OUTRIGHT LIE)
[FYI : Eric is bad at lying.]
"Bro, thats all you could come up with?", asked Billy
"Oh, I see.. alright", said Mabel, her voice calm "it was a misunderstanding, then haha"
Whattt?! Well, I can't say if she's really taking it though.
"Did I really send you any animal reels though? I don't send that type sh.." , asked Billy
"Yes you did... You did , Billy", I replied.
"Welp!, got some better work to do", saying this Billy left, thank God
After that, nearly half the day has passed, but Mabel didn't really spoke to me about that message ever again. Ufff,man, I'm so screwed. I was pale the whole class, unsure of what is to come or what Mabel might be thinking of me. I'm such a...
"TONTO!!!",
Ms.Martina's voice roared at me for being not attentive. Sigh, not my fault, even though it is. It's the last class and guess what? I was made to stand out. I went home tired, lifeless.
It must be around 10pm, I was in my bedroom. Yknow people tend to be more open and extroverted during night time, I read it in a book. So, I took my phone. Went to her DMs.
"Hey, sorry about that message", I sent , "and I'm sorry if I made you upset, I didn't mean to.."
I was waiting for the reply, when suddenly she started typing...
(I'm definitely not ready now)