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Why her?

Trinity was already walking toward the table where all her friends were sitting when she suddenly noticed, out of the corner of her eye, Finch standing near the table where her friends were sitting... she couldn't help but overhear.

"You don't belong at this table, Finch," the dark-haired girl in the yellow t-shirt said to her.

"But..."

"Listen, Finch... lately, you've been spending way too much time with those idiots from the Inventor's Club. We warned you what would happen in this case. Sit somewhere else." The brunette next to her waved her hand, signaling Finch to leave.

"But we'll keep the newspaper about sick Nick in your memory!" These words only angered Finch.

She didn't say anything... turned around, and walked away. Her head was down, her face full of tears and sadness.

Trinity, witnessing this scene, wanted to comfort... her friend? Yes, she was hanging out with them now... but the old actions still lingered.

She did nothing in the end, because her friends had called her over.

She sat down, everything was as usual... Ivan and Enzo were talking about something, Maritza was teasing the latter, and sometimes he was eyeing her. The only thing different was that with Delroy's arrival, there was always someone who could annoy Ivan. But still... where was Nicky? It had been... quite a while, where was he?

"Guys, do you know where Nicky is?" She looked at her friends.

"He... is probably not hungry," Ivan shrugged, such things always interested him less.

"Ivan... he always came here, even when he didn't eat. Maybe he got food poisoning or went home..." Enzo took a sip of juice. Nicky will be fine, the cult isn't showing itself yet, and Peterson... well, he's not concerned with them.

"Dude... you're probably right." Delroy leaned back in his chair, though there wasn't one behind him, and he almost fell.

"Actually... I haven't seen him either," Maritza looked at Trinity in response. Where was that idiot with the brown eyes?

"Where is he?" Trinity mumbled. What if something happened to him? Is he in danger? Is he seeing something again?

Everyone quickly forgot about the topic and went back to talking... but she didn't forget, she needed to find him. Trinity stood up from the table and went on a search.

She wandered around the school looking for him. Some teenagers around were whispering about something, but as Nicky had said, she was used to it.

She was starting to lose hope... maybe he really just went home? She left the school, maybe he's hanging around there... it was the last place. Suddenly... she heard his voice, somewhere in the alley near the trash bins.

"What is he doing there?" She ran toward the sound, he was speaking... with someone? The second voice was weaker, she couldn't hear it clearly.

Bales couldn't believe her eyes...

Nicky and Finch were standing by the two dumpsters, Finch was making a box of cookies with him... what was stranger wasn't that it was by the trash... but that it was them... together, alone, by themselves...

Finch didn't make any sarcastic remarks, didn't humiliate him behind his back. They were just talking... and he... was smiling.

He was smiling like... never before in recent events, in fact, he hadn't smiled at all since the basement incident. After that, he had been... gloomy, but now, with her...

Why were her hands shaking? Why was her heart racing? Why didn't she want him to be with her?

Jealousy... no. Nicky was just a friend, and always will be, yes, she worried about him more than anyone when they dealt with Theodore... but they were just friends, partners... she couldn't love him, not in that way. Yes, he was... sweet, especially with those old eyes... with his strong warm hands that she had held when they ran away. What was she thinking?

She knew that Finch was quite a powerful and popular figure at school. Although the second one was now in question, since she had been kicked out of the group.

Trinity didn't trust her... she may look innocent, but the dark-haired girl remembered everything... every mockery towards the brunette... and that was only after her arrival. And now they were happily talking... what went wrong?

Why had Nicky been so... happy when she joined the club?

She started to approach, but someone grabbed her by the shoulder.

"A-?!" Her mouth was covered.

"Shh..." Maritza clicked her tongue... what was she doing here?

"Did you hear something?" Nicky's voice came clearer as she got closer. He sounded calmer... happier; though he was a bit nervous? Embarrassed? Confused?

"Yeah... should we check?"

"I'll go." Footsteps... damn! They needed to leave! Maritza grabbed her friend's hand, and they hid.

"I swear... I heard something. Hm..." He shrugged and walked back.

"What are you doing here?" The girl with violet eyes looked at the girl in the cap.

"Same question, leader."

"I... was looking for him."

"And that's why you were spying on him..."

"How would you know, maybe I just came up."

"Well... I know. Damn." She covered her mouth.

"Ugh... alright, I'm going back." Trinity walked to the end of the wall, she needed to find out everything... because the leader needed all the information, no intrigue allowed!

"We're like stalkers..." Maritza followed her. And now these two were hiding behind the wall, eavesdropping on the conversation.

"There's no one there." Roth approached the girl with blue hair.

"Alright... maybe it was just some school kids walking by... still want more?" She handed him the box.

"How much?"

"Oh... for free... we're friends, after all..." She turned away from him.

"Actually, I was talking about how many cookies were in the box, but thanks." He smiled.

"Oh, come on..."

"You know... I never would've thought we'd be able to talk like this. But now... it's just wonderful." The sounds were getting quieter, they both sounded softer...

"Let's go." Trinity whispered to Maritza, they needed to leave. And think everything over.

"Alright... alright..." It was strange now, and her voice sounded... sad? Just like hers now... what was happening...

Later, in the club's office:

"So... where did you guys go after lunch?" Enzo looked at Trinity and Maritza.

"Oh... we e-"

"We went around the school to look around. You know... even after a year of living here, I still don't know the place very well." Trinity crossed her arms behind her back, hoping Enzo would buy it.

"Uh... alright." The guy went back to talking to Ivan.

"I'm telling you, that's how it was." Nicky, laughing, entered the room; everyone looked at him strangely. First of all, Nicky was laughing... for the first time in a long time. Secondly, Finch was also giggling, and she came in with him.

"Something happened?" He looked confused. His eyes darted from one person to another.

"Nothing..." Ivan returned to his invention.

"Yeah... we were just talking about random stuff." Enzo waved it off and turned to Ivan, or rather, pretended to, because his gaze was focused on a certain female in the room.

"Alright..." Nicky sat down at the desk. His gaze shifted to Trinity, who seemed off...

"Trinity, did something happen?"

"Nothing... just... um... where were you during lunch?"

"Oh... I... I wasn't feeling well, I must have been poisoned."

"You were right, nerd." Delroy shifted his gaze to one of the two bespectacled guys.

"That was pretty obvious..." Enzo smirked, thinking he must have surprised Trinity... she went silent for a moment.

«Why is he lying?»Trinity's thoughts wandered, trying to find an excuse.

"I... I need to go." The leader stood up and left the room, followed by Maritza.

"What's with them?" Nick was confused... why were those two acting like this?

"Don't know..." Finch stared at the closed door.

"Guess you just pissed them off, Roth." Delroy teased his rival.

"Shut up!" Nick turned to him.

"So, what are we going to do?" Enzo looked around. Since the cult hadn't done anything for a while, and neither had Peterson... no plans could have been made. They mostly just discussed them.

"Well... we're inventors. We need to invent something... useful, but not too useful." Nicky shrugged. He weakly smirked, remembering that thing they made that emitted fart sounds.

"Show off!" Finch slammed her fist into her palm.

At that moment...

"So, what are we going to do, girl?" Maritza stood opposite Trinity, both in the alley between trash cans.

"I have no idea... I don't understand. Why is Nicky spending so much time with her? Of course... he pulled away from me after... the incident." She shuddered. She still blamed herself... why did she do it?

"Yeah... locking him in the basement was such a great idea." Maritza said sarcastically.

"Let's not talk about that... still, why?" There had to be another reason.

"Well... our Sherlock Holmes had been mocked by the scout for a long time. So I have no idea. But... it worries me." She turned away. Why was that idiot acting like this? Not long ago, he didn't want to talk to anyone from the club, even yelled at them. But after the psychiatric hospital, he became... better, but now all his attention was on that... #####. Seriously, how could he forget all the bullying?

"Are you blushing?"

"What?! Me?! No, not because of that idiot. It's just... you know, it's hot. I'm more concerned about that journalist." She snapped. He couldn't like her... could he?

"Yeah... I agree." Trinity nodded.

"So... first, he forgives her, then invites her to the club, and literally convinces the boys to let her in by playing on their sympathy. What were they doing this whole month?" Maritza glanced around, yeah, the bathroom smelled awful.

"No idea... but I still don't like her, how could he just forget everything?"

"Well, he seems to have forgotten about the basement and the book."

"I don't know, everything seems so weird... I have a bad feeling, do you think she's trying to worm her way into his trust and then stab him in the back?"

"Considering their communication before, it's quite likely, yes."

"We need to talk to him, or her... this can't go on." Trinity shook her head.

"I can't argue with that." Maritza smirked and extended her hand to Trinity, who firmly shook it.

Back to the club:

"So... are we going to build a machine?" Nick looked surprised, how did Ivan even come up with this?

"Exactly! With it, we can fight the cult more effectively." Ivan looked at the blueprints.

"And how? Are we going to run them over?" Delroy didn't really understand the point, it wouldn't fit in many places, what's the point?

"We'll be able to escape better in case of a chase, and we can store important stuff in it, like Finch's slingshots for example." Enzo considered the possibilities.

"Still, we need to get that black book from the psycho before he takes it himself..." Finch thought about it, everything was very dangerous.

"I don't know, guys... everything seems at least suspicious." Nicky narrowed his eyes. He didn't really want to be involved in this, as usual, but his friends' safety... he had to help them.

"Besides, those Crows are hanging around the amusement park and the dump, we probably won't be able to gather the necessary materials." Finch agreed with Nick.

"But the tunnels under the school, there might be something useful there." Delroy proposed a hypothesis, since they existed, there must be a reason for it, and given how much the cult needed resources, maybe they stored them there?

"Then it's settled, we'll start everything today—"

"Can't. Dad is taking me on a trip for a while, I'll be back on Sunday evening." Enzo averted his gaze.

"Oh, come on, we had only 2 free days and this happens?" Ivan grabbed his hair.

"I actually have stuff to do too, my aunt is a little sick." Delroy leaned on the chair, continuing to drink lemonade.

"Alright... minus two... guess we'll meet next Friday?" Ivan glanced at everyone in the room.

"That works for me." Delroy wiped the remnants of lemonade with his hand.

"Works for me."

"Well, since we've got a whole week... guess we can relax." Nicky yawned, even after the thing... disappeared, he hadn't been sleeping well because of nightmares.

"Yeah, right now we have time." Finch looked down, the park's reopening would take at least a month, considering the small complications Peterson and they had caused.

"Great! Once Trinity and Maritza get back, we'll discuss everything again." Enzo smirked.

So, the two idiots went to meet the other amateurs, and everything was finalized. They would start their actions next Friday.

It was evening, and everyone was heading home. Ivan, Maritza, and Enzo went in one direction, Delroy and Finch in another, and Nicky and Trinity in a third.

"Um, Nicky?" Trinity spoke after looking around to confirm that Finch and the others had gone.

"Yeah?" Nick looked at her, still those same brown eyes... could they go back to how they were?

"We can talk about something?"

"We're already talking, I don't see a problem..." He shrugged, his gaze shifting from her to the floor.

"You know... we're still friends, right?" Trinity continued to watch him, even though his eyes were directed elsewhere.

"Uh... yeah? Why wouldn't we be?" He started moving his eyes around, seemingly searching for a catch.

"You know, after... the incident, I thought you-"

"Listen, I don't really remember everything... I remember how you... left me, and then... it's like a blank, I don't remember how I got out, how I ended up on the street at night, or how I was strapped to a chair, the only thing I remember is your worried face, why were you beaten, by the way?"

"You... wow. That's not that important, the important thing is that... I'm glad."

"Well, we're friends, does that make you happy?" He turned his gaze forward again.

"Yeah... listen Nicky, I want to talk about Finch..."

"Finch? What about her?" His voice seemed to lighten up.

"What about you, actually? I... You two have been sticking together ever since you came back."

"And what's wrong with that? We're friends, yeah, she's hurt me in the past, but so did you... she's not that bad, really." He gave her a strange look.

"Uh, yeah... just, I... you're pulling away, and I'm worried."

"Uh, I just want to spend time with her, it's my life." He replied a little sharply.

"I'm just worried... maybe she's pretending, just to humiliate you later?"

"She wouldn't do that... she's different, I know it." His tone grew harsher.

"I'm just worried... Nicky, I-"

"Listen, if you care so much about me, please, let me be with whoever I want, okay?" He was irritated, and unfortunately, they were already at his house.

"See you tomorrow." He turned toward the door.

"Did I really screw up?" She looked at his back until the door finally slammed shut, sighing.

They used to be best friends without a doubt... at least that's how they acted. Always walking together, she was the only one who supported him, but now, because of her actions... he was pulling away.

Maybe she should talk to Maritza? Or even Finch? Maybe parents? Though no, they didn't like Nicky much.

Could she get him back?

Let's switch to Nicky's room (Nicky's POV of the recent events):

I laid down on the bed after entering my room, my backpack immediately thrown on the floor.

Parents aren't home again... since we moved to this town, they've been so rarely home, sure, now there's a lot of work, but I miss them. Although, do they care about me?

There weren't even any posters about my disappearance, damn, even the broken window was still broken, although they definitely knew what I did.

"They didn't even visit me in the psychiatric hospital..." - I closed my eyes. Only my friends visited me, and even then, only once. They had to make a whole plan because they weren't allowed in, so I understood that.

"Do they even need me?" - I looked at the picture, our family photo right after we moved to this city. I looked so... happy? Back then, everything was easier.

"What should I do now?" - Usually, I would come up with ideas about how I would fend off aliens or become a double agent on Earth if they captured me. But now... I didn't want to. And disassembling toy cars and other trinkets didn't appeal to me either.

There were no castles here anymore, and the park was occupied by a cult, so I couldn't even indulge in a hobby.

"When did everything get so complicated?" - I stared at the ceiling. Maybe it started right after Trinity arrived? Or after the investigation against Peterson was launched? Or after the basement? Definitely after the cult, at least.

"And what am I supposed to do?" - My eyes closed. My friends... I did this for them.

Ivan was probably a pretty nice guy, considering we were the most active members of the club, though I'd give credit to Enzo as well. And... Aaron.

Aaron, where are you? When I met him in the basement, I was overjoyed. He's alive! My best friend is alive! I immediately tried to talk to him, but he wasn't very happy to see me. We tried to escape many times, I came up with around 20 escape plans, but every time we failed, and it was especially bad for me.

Over time, he gave up. I ignored it and decided to escape on my own, and maybe later, with the others, we'd pull him out too, despite that shadow whose appearance Aaron had drawn based on my description. But I got caught again, and the worst part... I saw my friends outside, I screamed, I begged, but they didn't hear me.

I don't know what happened next. Peterson pumped me full of something, and I was out for a long time. When it finally wore off, I tried to escape again, but Aaron, of all people, stopped me, hitting me on the head with a crowbar, saying he needed a friend.

That was just one of the many injuries there. I got caught in traps, electric shocks, I fell into spikes, though I avoided serious cuts. I tried to break a window with my body and broke my arm. He choked me, beat me, kicked me—hell, he even threw me from the entrance into the basement. That's how my other arm and leg got broken.

I don't know how, but everything healed quickly, just like the house changed. However, the phantom pain remained, and I still feel it now.

Although hope that my friends would come to save me faded, they did.

I vaguely remember everything... first, it seemed Enzo was talking to me, then they were there with me in the basement.

That night we escaped. And I still remember...

Her hands. So warm, cozy, safe. I trusted her. And we escaped, all together.

She was so wonderful. Strong, smart, kind, and even beautiful. It was no surprise that Enzo fell in love with her at first sight.

I felt something... something more. She was different, completely different.

Strong like a bull, I realized that after being pinned against the locker.

Smart, because she was able to command everyone.

And kind, because she came to save me and didn't abandon the others.

But she changed after that note...

First, she called Delroy, and she knew we didn't get along. That was already a red flag.

Then the creation of the team to fight the Crowface, I decided not to join because... I was scared. I felt like something was wrong.

But the worst part... she came to me, knowing that I didn't want anything to do with it. I snapped.

A few weeks later, when her house was in order, she approached me on the street and forced me to go with her to that damned house.

She knew my fear, she knew about my trauma, but she didn't care.

I accidentally remembered the past, where I tried to convince her to help me... but there was a difference. I didn't force her to follow me, I didn't grip her hand, forcing her to go into that house. I just wanted someone to believe me.

I'm not defending myself, but there is a difference.

Later, I found out that she visited that monster. And the newspaper didn't help. I felt betrayed.

"We'll get used to it." - she said. How? I escaped. I needed to be alone, and now, he was back.

My legs moved faster than ever, my heart was racing, I screamed, I cried... I wanted to leave, I wanted it to go away.

Then everything was like a fog.

And the basement... I don't want to remember it.

She changed... for the worse.

Was she normal now? I don't know... my feelings are mixed. I'm scared... scared that she will hurt me again, but I also worry about her.

Why? Can I love her?

Trinity's POV:

My gaze fell on Peterson's house.

It had finally kept its shape, nothing new.

My thoughts wandered. I had been in this city for about a year and a half.

I had made friends, good friends, although at first, I didn't like them.

Enzo was just a simple nerd. I knew he liked me, but back then and now, I didn't feel the same way. He was a good friend, but nothing more.

Although he was really brave when he broke into the psycho's house to save Nicky. I was even surprised by that.

I know I manipulated him throughout the whole investigation with the Crowfaces, and now I feel really guilty. He still loves me...

Ivan was... I don't know, a weirdo. But sometimes his squeaky voice and childlike naivety were quite endearing. But when I got to know him better... he turned out to be a really good guy.

Maritza... she was a cool girl, and she still is. Although I'm still a little upset about the book, but she did it to save Enzo.

Delroy... he just exists. To be honest, his arrogance really annoys me; a person like that is hard to come by. But he's actually very brave; it's just that his constant fights with Nicky irritate me. Seriously, how could he hit a guy like that?

Finch, who I didn't like at first and still don't, especially her mockery of Nicky. How could he forgive her? Although he forgave me...

And finally, Nicky... the local weirdo, but actually a really good guy.

I don't know why he kept following Peterson, and every time I asked him about the death in my house, he would fall silent.

I got closer to him, much more than with anyone before, and even after that.

He was a bit arrogant, but still a good-natured guy. He could joke around, act clueless, but he wasn't a bad guy. Well, okay... he seemed to have been a troublemaker before that.

After he got caught, I wanted to help him, but I was scared.

When I finally met him in the basement, I was terrified. He was so broken... and what happened to his eyes? I don't know what my neighbor did to him, but I wanted to help him.

I led him all around the house, I didn't want to let him go, I wanted to save him, and I did.

But the whole cult situation... I was too obsessed with it. I wanted so badly to figure it out that I hurt him.

I don't know what I was thinking when I dragged him into that house, when I locked him in the basement.

But when I saw the ambulance at his house, my worry grew... he attacked me.

Although he didn't remember it, and even tried to reach out to me, even after everything he went through because of me.

That broke me.

Now... he's in better shape, although I don't know if that dark creature drawing is still in his house. But he doesn't wear the sack on his head anymore, and he's not hallucinating.

I'm afraid that this will change soon, that he'll return to his old state.

And now he's pulling away, and hanging out with Finch. Why? What did she do to deserve that? Wasn't I his best friend? The one he trusted the most?

The worst part is, he's clearly upset about that conversation.

I don't know why he's with her, but I'll find out. And I won't stop until I do. I have to make sure he's okay and that he stays okay.

Finch's POV:

I stared at the sky, yep, still no stars.

My mind was in chaos.

Now I was out of the cool kids' group and with the inventors.

And I was talking to... Nicky.

It's not like we got along well before.

From the beginning, he struck me as a simple weirdo who talked nonsense about aliens and brought toy cars, which he would take apart and put back together like a child.

Then after the incident, he became obsessed with Peterson, and the nickname "Sick Nicky," coined by me, stuck, although he ignored it.

Next, I noticed that I started just looking at him for no reason.

And then he disappeared for a whole month. I missed him.

Where was the guy with the silly smile? Where were the shouts?

To say I missed him is an understatement. Although I had to play indifferent for quite a while.

Then he came back... different.

He became gloomy, his eyes changed, and the bags under them seemed to always be there now.

He became more aggressive and sensitive; if before he just ignored everything, now... he could easily attack, though it was only Delroy, and then just run away.

I remember that day when I heard his screams. He woke up the whole neighborhood. I took a photo of him for the newspaper.

Principal Abanante let me do a lot, and she didn't like him much, so printing the newspaper wasn't an issue.

When he was screaming in the hallways, for a moment, I even wondered if I was going too far. But a classmate convinced me that it was fine.

Then... I didn't see him. Although I heard through the grapevine that he was in a psychiatric hospital or something like that. Did I push him to that?

After that, something strange happened, I wanted to discuss with the principal the topic of publishing the article about the people in the Raven suits. But she scared me off and threatened me.

The next day, I decided to continue the investigation, hoping she would approve it now... but I nearly got killed. I barely escaped, and not without his help.

I was in the woods, so hiding in the bushes wasn't a problem, though he took my camera and threw it in another direction, so those freaks would chase him, and we could run away.

The next day at school, he brought me a new camera, saying he owed me. Then he immediately turned around, ready to leave... I don't even know how, but we started talking.

And now, here I am. I'm helping them, even though everyone, except for him and a little Delroy, doesn't trust me, but I'm holding on.

He was nice to talk to, how did I never notice that before?

I know he probably doesn't feel the same way, but, uh. I can't help myself. And apparently his main girl friend, aka miss new girl, isn't too happy with us hanging out.

Well. I won't lose, and I especially won't lose this idiot.

Esposito House (POV Maritza):

I tossed my bag onto the chair and immediately settled onto the couch in the living room.

My gaze was fixed on the television, which was showing all sorts of stupid alien shows; I think Nicky would love it.

My older brother was running from one place to another, gathering his things.

Well... at least I'll be able to talk to Mom about everything.

How did I end up facing the cult again? It happened recently when they tried to eliminate Enzo, or rather Trinity, near whom he happened to be accidentally.

I realized then that the safety they promised me was nothing but a lie; after all, they say deals with the devil end badly.

Understanding that my brother was in danger one way or another, I rejoined her, and soon after, Ivan followed suit.

Delroy got back into action after his aunt was nearly blown up.

Nicky and Finch joined after the incident in the woods.

I never thought my life would turn out like this.

As a child, I was always an energetic kid, kind and caring, always hanging out with Lucy and Mya, which is why Enzo and Aaron also got along with us.

However, after Lucy's death... I changed.

Enzo and I fell out with Mya and Aaron; I don't know why I didn't want anything to do with them. Maybe it had something to do with the incident since their father was to blame, or maybe it was simply because he was awful.

Then Mya disappeared...

During that time, I changed a lot; I became something of a tomboy, the one who would always be first in a fight, even carrying a bat with me.

I still love my brother; he's an idiot, but he's still my brother, and we care for each other.

Ivan is just his friend; those two are just nerds.

Nicky... at first, I was skeptical about him, but getting to know him better, I found him funny.

When he was kidnapped, I was scared; fear was the reason I left the Bales' house even before the operation began.

I tried to pretend like I didn't care, but in the end, I went to rescue him.

And here we are...

Trinity initially seemed like an ordinary girl. But now she was annoying, manipulating my brother, knowing about his feelings; making Nicky participate in all of this... seriously, how was she not sent to boarding school?

Finch and Delroy are just weirdos; I couldn't care less about them.

Nicky... oh, Nicky.

I knew that Mya seemingly had feelings for him, based on what he said during their time together. I don't know why, but it bothered me.

He even knew Lucy, though he didn't interact with us back then. He mentioned that he used to live in the house across from the Petersons, but they moved for some reason.

Only after her death did he start talking to us.

I don't know what their relationship was like, but he was very down about it... could they have been in love with each other?

After Aaron and Mya went missing, he became fixated on them, on Theodore. He always talked about them.

I felt like I was fading into the background; he was sinking deeper into the Petersons' mess.

Now... he's switched his focus to Finch.

Why have I always disliked the way he talks to anyone but me?

I need to keep an eye on this idiot so he doesn't get into trouble again.

Back to Nick:

"What's wrong with me?" I placed my hand on my forehead.

Everything is getting more complicated. Maritza and Trinity are acting strange, and I feel like their minds have been taken over by aliens, or maybe it's the work of a cult. Ha, or maybe there's a creature capable of creating time loops, and it has a form like theirs? Maybe it's its doing? Or... do they also see the shadow?

Why does it matter so much to Trinity that I'm with Finch?

She can't love me. I'm sure she'll be with Enzo.

Finch... oddly enough, she's a good friend. I actually wish I had started talking to her earlier.

I bought her a new camera, because I felt a little guilty when I threw out her old one. Since then, we've been talking.

Why do I feel strange around her? And not just her, but Trinity and Maritza sometimes too.

A few times it was with Aaron, but... I don't want to think about him.

The only two times I felt something like this before were in my interactions with Lucy before her death, and with Mya before her disappearance.

I can't feel this way about six people, can I? This isn't normal!

Maybe it's brotherly feelings? That seems more like the truth... but why do I feel hot?

"I need to sleep..." I was too tired from thinking. Physically, I was fine, relatively fine, but mentally... I was exhausted.

I was distracted from these thoughts when I heard the notification sound on my phone.

Getting up, I walked to the table and turned it on.

"Trinity?" I quickly went to the chat with her. What did she write?

"Hey. I hope you're not too mad at my words. We can talk about it, and other things, tomorrow for example? I can come over if you don't want to go out." I mentally ran through the text. Yeah... I snapped today. I don't think I handled it well.

"Hey. Not really, sorry for snapping. I have no plans, but since it's dangerous outside and your parents don't like me, yeah, you can come over." I reread everything I wrote aloud. Just a simple conversation between friends, nothing more.

I put the phone aside, when another notification came.

"Already?" I opened the app, but it was a message from Maritza.

"Hey, idiot! So, since my stupid brother is leaving, can we talk, hang out? I'm bored and they won't let me out alone. Answer quickly!"

"Even here, aggressive..." I gulped. I hope I don't get hit in the head for this.

"Hey. Uh... no problem, you can come over tomorrow evening. After that, we can walk you back to your place." I read everything I wrote out loud.

Alright... Trinity will probably come in the morning or afternoon, so she'll leave by then.

"Finally!" I jumped onto the bed and flopped into the mattress. It felt so warm...

"What's that again?!" I couldn't take it anymore. I jumped up when I heard another ring.

Finch...

"Hey, Nicky. You know, since we're friends now, it'd be nice to talk more often. I can come over tomorrow? Or we can just go for a walk, though it's dangerous because of the crows. I hope I'm not interrupting anything."

"Interrupting..." I decided not to write that.

"Hey. Tomorrow... I think it's fine. We're friends, after all. I agree, it's risky. No, I'm just about to go to sleep." And then the phone flew to the ground from my toss.

"Alright, since Trinity lives nearby, she'll probably come in the morning. We'll talk, and by the time the day ends, she'll be gone. Then Finch during the day, and Maritza in the evening."

"On Sunday, I could talk to Ivan... but not Delroy." I immediately ruled out the possibility of talking to that fat guy. He really annoyed me, a lot.

I laid down, and now nothing would disturb me... and I fell asleep.

.....

Well... here's the beginning. I told you this story would also be just a collection of different other things, right? So...

I don't know what will happen in the end. Maybe I'll make a bunch of endings, or maybe just one... we'll see.

#nicky roth #trinity bales #enzo esposito #maritza esposito #ivan torre #delroy #finch #mya peterson #aaron peterson #hello neighbor fanfic #hello neighbor #ship

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