Don’t kill him. Do not fucking kill him.
Do not punch him.
Do not break his nose.
Do. Not.
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Who: The Bandit
Where: The second-floor bedroom in the manor on the Davidson estate
When: 3:19 AM; four years ago, the day Echo says yes to Lucas
FUCK.
CHAPTERFIVE
Who: The Bubblegum
Where: The second-floor bedroom in the carriage house on the Davidson estate
When: 10:13 PM; three years ago, on Echo’s fifteenth birthday
Dear Holly,
He loves me.
He told me that today. He took me to this fancy restaurant for my birthday dinner and he told me that he loved me.
Again, like the first time he asked me out, I had a feeling that he was going to say that.
He’d been dropping enough hints about forever and future and what will happen when he goes off to college next year on his soccer scholarship and I’m still in school.
It was still shocking though, I’m not going to lie.
But what was more shocking was that I told him that I loved him too.
I didn’t know that I was going to say that until the words came out of my mouth and he looked so… happy. He looked so thrilled and relieved and just glad.
So I didn’t know how to take it back, and now I’m glad I didn’t.
Because if you really think about it, I do love him.
I do.
I mean, let’s talk about how amazing he is.
He’s the most amazing boyfriend ever.
The most amazing.
He’s attentive, affectionate, caring.
He’s loyal. He doesn’t even look at other girls and there are still plenty of girls who’d love to be looked at by him, given his rockstar soccer player status.
Oh, and my parents like him too.