Anonymous Tue 13 Aug 2024 19:50:53 No.68243364 Report

>>68243263
I aint got the screencap but could we get some kind of finale to your Anon x Reed outed by Trish things?

Anonymous Tue 13 Aug 2024 19:50:53 No.68243364 Report

>>68243263
I aint got the screencap but could we get some kind of finale to your Anon x Reed outed by Trish things?

Anonymous Tue 13 Aug 2024 21:23:04 No.68245695 Report

>>68243364

>It's been over a week since I've last seen Trish now and the worry is mounting. A bit of relief sits in my chest but it's greatly overshadowed by my thoughts racing on where she could possibly be. I'm not alone, either.
>Anon squeezes my hand as I look over her contact on my phone. I'm not going to forgive her. I'm not even sure I want her to be okay but I don't want her to be...
>I can't finish the thought. I swallow and focus. I look up to see Lucy nodding along with me. We can do this. I tap the call button.
>My heart threatens to drop out of my chest at the first ring. I hold my palm flat and ensure the speaker phone is on. Come on Trish.
>It rings again. My hand shakes.
>It rings a third time and I feel Anon pull in closer again. His own pulse faster than normal. His insistence on trying even if it stresses him just as much as me plants a foundation under me.
>I take a breath. It rings a fourth time.
>And goes to voicemail. It's automated and not set up. We don't even get to hear her voice.
>I don't bother leaving one. She'll never check it. I end the call and take a deep breath, dour looks abound.
>"We're going over there this afternoon." I get nods along. A dark thought lingers. It wants to tell me what's happened to her. I pray with my entire might that she didn't.
>The rest of the day ticks slowly. Each count on the clock pushing time forward to the end. The final bell tolls and it's time.
>We meet three in front of the school, down near the bollards.
>No words just action. I know where she lives and lead the pack. The sounds of shoe on pavement from behind keeps me driving forward.
>And her neighborhood comes into view. It's not a nice one but not a bad one, either. Decidedly average. Her house is the same as it's ever been. Not that it'd be different regardless of whether or not...
cont.

Anonymous Tue 13 Aug 2024 21:34:44 No.68246035 Report

Quoted By: >>68246117

>>68245695

>I shake the thought away again. She wouldn't ever. She's not that kind of coward. I step right up to the door and rap on it loudly.
>Shuffling behind and a few calls. A voice I recognize. Trish's sister Tawna answers the door.
>She's neutral. It does wonders for my nerves.
>"Whatchu want?"
>"Is Trish home?"
>Tawna taps her foot on the floor.
>"Naw she moved out." My nerves tighten.
>"Moved out?" I hate myself for the relief I feel in the moment.
>"Yeah mama said she's gone to go work with auntie."
>I nod slowly. "Thanks, Tawna." The small tricera girl just shrugs and makes to close the door. I don't bother her any longer and let her shut it in my face.
>I just stand and stare at the wood thing. She's gone. I wanted her gone. I'll never talk to her again and she'll never try to tear Anon and I apart again. Yet I still feel so empty.
>I turn and put on the best fake smile I can. I can be strong for the two of them.
>But they don't ask that of me. I'm drug to the curb a few paces away and am sat down and group hugged. I try to not let the weight fall on me.
>I try to not think of all the happy times. All the times Trish has goofily yapped on and on about us being famous, getting what we were owed. I don't think about all the times she'd picked me up when I was down, was an ear when I needed to let it out. I certainly didn't think of any of the times I'd helped her deal with her own problems, either.
>I didn't start breaking down when I thought of her floating the idea of the band for the first time. I didn't have tears start down my face when I replayed the memory of our first jam session.
>By no means did I start to sob and writhe as I thought about goofing off in class passing notes and I never ever had Anon have to brace me as I felt the hole she left settle in.
>A deep emptiness rings in the finality of it. For a time I'd thought that maybe this was a speed bump, a rough patch. Something we'd eventually get over.
Cont one more.

Anonymous Tue 13 Aug 2024 21:38:00 No.68246117 Report

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>>68246035
I'd always thought we'd come to some sort of happy ending. Something like in the movies. Her absence pulls a coldness over my heart.
>I'm hugged tighter yet. I'll be alright, those two are making sure of hat. Yet a piece of me left as she did. I look into the distance, the clouds passing the bright sky. I close my eyes and focus on the now.

Fin, got real rough there.

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