Could we be more? (chapter 5)

So I finally got this chapter up. I hope you guys aren’t mad about how late it is. I know my past chapters haven’t been all that great, but I really think I did better with this one. So without further ado, ENJOY!


~~~Gwen’s::P.O.V.~~~
    “What’s going on?” Duncan asked looking way concerned. I looked down at my hands. If I looked into those cerceta, verde-azulado eyes of his, I would end up spilling my guts.

    He tilted my head up with his index finger and thumb so that I had to look at him. My eyes filled with new tears. “Nothing,” I said, unable to think of a decent lie. He gave me a knowing look. “Fine. Trent was over here, and we were talking. I was telling him about something funny you did in class, and he got all mad at me. He yelled, and asked why I always talk about you. I told him I talk about you because… you’re my best friend. That made him even angrier, and he accidently hit my mirror.”

    “Accidently?” he asked, raising an eyebrow. I nodded hesitantly. He pulled me into a tight hug while he stroked my hair. I cried silently into his chest. “Where have you been lately?” he asked.

    I knew this was coming. I couldn’t just basically drop off the face of the Earth without offering some explanation. “Trent told me he wanted to spend some quality time with me. At first, it was just encontro, data night on Friday, but it turned into him wanting to spend all his spare time with me. I couldn’t see any of my friends anymore. When I told him that I needed my space, he just got mad and accused me of cheating on him with you. So I didn’t bring it up again.”

~~~Duncan’s::P.O.V.~~~
    I couldn’t believe it. I knew Elvis was trouble from the moment he walked in that lunchroom. I should’ve told Gwen sooner. “Why don’t you just break up with him?” I asked her.

    “Because what if he gets mad and hits something again? And what if that something is me this time?”

    “It’s okay,” I cooed in her ear. “If he touches you, I’ll be there waiting to kick his.”

    She looked up at me, gratitude showing on her face. “Thanks, Duncan,” she said. “I really missed you.”

    “I missed you too, Sunshine,” I whispered before I kissed the topo, início of her head. I let go of her, and turned to leave, but she grabbed my wrist.

    “Would you stay for awhile?” she asked, looking somewhat desperate. I just couldn’t turn her down; she needed me.

    “Sure, Sunshine.”

~~~Gwen’s mom’s::P.O.V.~~~
    When I went upstairs to go to bed, I heard voices coming from Gwen’s room. I knocked on her door. “Hey, Gwen?” I called to her.

    “Uh, yeah Mom?” she answered.

    “Are you okay in there?” I asked.

    “I’m fine, Mom. Just going to sleep.”

    “Okay. See you in the morning, dear.” Please. As if I didn’t know that Duncan was in there with her. Well, she needs him now mais than ever. Besides, I always knew those two would end up together.

~~~Gwen’s::P.O.V.~~~
    I was sitting on a dock, kicking my feet in the silvery blue waves below. Suddenly, I felt someone sit down seguinte to me. I turned my head to face whoever it was as the wind blew my hair around my face. It was Duncan. He was smiling at me, and leaning back on his hands. “Hey, Sunshine,” he said.

    “Hey,” I breathed.

    He pushed a strand of hair away from my face, and placed his hand on my cheek. Then he started leaning in towards me. I did the same, and closed my eyes.

    I bolted upright in my bed, breathing heavily. Weird dream. After I calmed down, I got up and got ready for school. I was waiting at my bus stop when Duncan came, carrying something in his hand. “I brought caaards,” he said, holding them up to my face.

    “Ahh, the Mafia game continues,” I said with a serious look on my face, scrunching my eyebrows together. Then we both burst into laughter, not caring who stared at us. It was good to have my best friend back.

    Later, when all of our friends were at our usual lunch table, Duncan took out his pack of cards. “Okay,” he said to everyone, taking a dramatic pause. “It’s Mafia time.”

    “Ooh ohh, I call narrator,” I shouted.

    “Okay, okay. Calm down,” Duncan said, handing me the cards. I took out the unnecessary cards, and passed the rest out to everyone. When they had all memorized their cards, they handed them back to me.

    “Okay. Everyone go to sleep,” I said. They all bowed their heads and closed their eyes. “Mafia, wake up.” Duncan pulled his head up. ‘of course’ I mouthed to him. He smirked. “Who do you want to kill?” I asked. He pointed at Geoff. I nodded. “Mafia, go back to sleep.”

    When he had bowed his head again, I said, “Doctor, wake up.” Izzy’s head popped up. “Who do you want to save?” She thought for a moment before pointing to Bridgette. “Doctor go back to sleep.” She re-bowed her head.

    “Sherriff, wake up,” I said. DJ’s head came up this time. “Who do you think is the Mafia?” He pointed at Izzy. “Sherriff, go back to sleep.” His head was bowed once again.

    “Everyone, wake up,” I commanded. Everyone’s heads rose. “So last night, there was a terrible tragedy.” A serious look covered my face as I tried to hold back a smile. “Owen was eating a pack of skittles, and started choking on one.”

    “NO!” Owen cried. “Not skittles!”

    I shushed him, and continued my story. “But, Izzy gave him the Heimlich maneuver, and he coughed it up.” Owen gave a sigh of relief. “Then, the skittle went flying across the room, and into Geoff’s ear. And it kept going until it got wedged in his brain.”

    Bridgette gasped. “You don’t mean—“

    “Indeed I do,” I cut her off. “Skittle brain. I’m sorry, Geoff. You died.”

    “Aw, man,” Geoff complained. “Not cool, Bra.” And we continued our game throughout the rest of lunch. I correct myself: it was good to have my best friends back.


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