~Two days later

I frown at my phone.

They aren't texting back at all.  

They brought me home immediately after the shooting and ever since I haven't heard a word from them.

I want to believe they're busy with catching those men but really? One text doesn't hurt...

I scroll through these past days' chats. None of them is answered, or even read.

Two days ago, 10: 45 pm Hey babes

Two days ago, 10:46 pm Whatcha doin?

Yesterday, 12:56 pm Text me when you see this?

Yesterday, 12:59 pm Is our picnic still going tomorrow????

Yesterday, 1:08 am I love you, I gtg to sleep sweeties<3

Yesterday,1: 13 am Hello?

Yesterday, 9: 45 am Why are we ignoring each other?

Yesterday, 10: 12 am Is this some sick game of Owen.

Yesterday, 10:15 am Because  if it is, I will fricking end you

Yesterday, 2:26 pm I'm not happy with this

Yesterday, 3:56 pm HELLO????

Yesterday, 4:02 pm Fine. No picnic tonight

Yesterday, 4:03 pm But you know the rule....

Yesterday, 4:04 pm No picnic= no sex

Yesterday, 4: 07 pm :)

Yesterday, 5:58 pm OKAY I'M OFFICIALLY GETTING PISSED

Yesterday, 6:03 pm I'll go with Dante to the picnic I swear

Yesterday, 9: 36 pm GONNA PUNCH YOU

Yesterday, 9:48 pm Nope.

Yesterday, 10:12 pm I DO NOT THINK THIS IS FUNNY

Yesterday, 10:39 pm I'm gonna spank YOU

Yesterday, 10: 59 pm Fr thinking about deleting your numbers

Yesterday, 11:23 pm I HATE YOU

Yesterday, 11:24 pm kidding, I still love you BUT ANSWER ME

Yesterday, 11:46 pm Do we already know who shot us two days ago????

Yesterday, 11: 56 pm Another day without my boyfriends. What a sad life this is

Yesterday, 11: 57 pm I'm done with you I fricking swear

Yesterday, 11: 58 pm Gotta go to sleep bye bye

Today, 8: 04 am ...

Today, 9:10 am WHY DOES DANTE IGNORE ME TOO

Today, 3: 48 pm I don't like this

They aren't even hiding it anymore at this point. I sigh. I'll guess I'll meet up with Dylan today, then.

Dylan: WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK Today, 3: 51 pm 

Dylan: HOW IN THE WORLD DID YOU GET EXCEPTED IN ITALY Today, 3:52 pm

Me: Don't sound so surprised...Today, 3: 52 pm

Dylan: BUT IT'S ITALY???? Today, 3: 52 pm

Me: Yes, Dyl, it's Italy Today, 3:53 pm

Me: I won't go anyway Today, 3:53 pm

Dylan: Now you're just being stupid Today, 3:54 pm

Me: What do I have in Italy? My friends, family and boyfriends all live here Today, 3: 54 pm

Dylan: Does it sound wrong if I ask if I can go in ur place? Today, 3:54 pm

Dylan: I want boyfriends tooooo Today, 3:54 pm

Dylan: Do NOT use the 'Dallas is still free' card on me, I will SMACK YOU Today, 3: 55 pm

Me: Alright, alright Today, 3:55 pm

Me: Tom is still free Today, 3: 55 pm

Dylan:THAT'S EVEN WORSE Today, 3:55 pm

Dylan: I don't want to be related to you Today, 3:55 pm

Me: ... Today, 3:56 pm

Me: Babe. Today, 3:56 pm

Dylan: :) Today, 3:56 pm

Dylan: What r we gonna do today???? Today, 3:56 pm

Me: Why are you always this intense on text? Today, 3:57 pm

Dylan: Wdym Today, 3:57 pm

Me: ??????????????????????? Today, 3:57 pm

Dylan: Your point being...? Today, 3:57 pm

I roll my eyes, but can't help but laugh. Dylan is really a great friend.

Me: Meet me in the park at 4? Today, 3:57 pm

Dylan: Um. 4 thirty? Today, 3:57 pm

Me: No Today, 3:58 pm

Dylan: Jesus woman Today, 3:58 pm

Dylan: I'm literally naked how tf do u expect me to be in the park in 5 mins Today, 3:58 pm

Me: Pics or it didn't happen Today, 5:59 pm

Dylan: Oh fuck you Today, 3:59 pm

Me: 4 fifteen. Today, 4: 00 pm

Dylan: Deal. Today, 4:00 pm

I giggle and run to my bike. "I'm going out, Mom!" She nods and waves after me. I still have some time, maybe I can pass by their house?

But when I pass it, no cars are on the driveway, neither is Dante at the porch. I sigh and decide to skip this. Dylan deserves my attention now, not them. They'll get attention when they answer me.

The park's a few blocks from here, so I quickly bike to it. Dylan can't be earlier than I am. No way.

But when I arrive, he's already there. He's busy n his phone and chuckles. A blush creeps it way on his cheeks. I cock an eyebrow and nudge him. He yelps.

"Scarlett! Jesus, there is something wrong with you," he sighs. I giggle and shake my head, flicking his. He frowns and rubs his head. 

"What were you doing?" I ask, happy he can smile again. His eyes widen and he hides his phone behind his back. "Nothing..."

I raise my eyebrows. "Nothing? Then why can't I know?" His eyes widen even more. "Er. I'm—actually, I was just looking at a meme."

"Oh? Show me!" I cheer. He slowly nods and takes his phone back in his hands. He switches from app to Insta, but I'm just too late to see which one it was. I think it was with messages...

He scrolls a few times, then swallows. "Um. I think I lost it," he mumbles. I chuckle. "Dyl, just cut out the show. Where you texting someone?"

Crimson red spreads over his cheeks, but he still shakes his head. He looks down. I sigh, but he doesn't need to tell me everything. 

"Come on, let's get ice cream!" I suggest. He nods, happy with the distraction. 

Oh, just wait. I will know who got you blushing like that.

"Let me guess. Chocolate for you?" I grin. He smiles, "Yep yep." I order his ice cream and a pistachio for me.

When we have them, we sit down on a bench. "So how late exactly are you meeting with the guys? Twenty minutes? Ten?" he 'casually' asks, very pointedly not looking at me.

"Not, actually," I tell him, to the truth but hiding the actual truth. His eyes widen and he looks at me. "Not? W-what do you mean?"

I shrug. But this isn't fair. If he has to tell me about that possible boy, I have to tell him about this. Fair is fair.

"We're not really on good terms, I believe. They're completely ghosting me," I tell him. It aches in my chest, but Dylan is such a great friend, he deserves to know. 

He frowns. "That's not good. Maybe you can reach out to Dallas to ask his cousins?" I nod. "That's actually a good plan. Yeah, I'll t xt him when I get home."

He nods, licking his ice cream. His eyes wander over the park, almost as if searching someone. "Who are we waiting for?" I curiously ask him.

He jumps up before relaxing in his chair. "What? Oh, no one. Just looking around," he obviously lies. But I purse my lips and nod.

I'll get it out of him. If necessary, with torture.

He stiffens after a few more minutes of 'looking around'. He turns to me, eyes wide. "Er. I love you but er. Could you maybe run a lap through the park? Maybe?"

I cock an eyebrow. "What?" He curses under his breath. "If you do that, I'll pay ice cream. Please?" 

"Dylan, why—" "Ah, here you are."

My eyes widen at the recognition of that voice. Dylan cringes. "It's not what it looks like, I swear. I just- I wanted..."

I lean back, smirking. "You don't have to explain yourself. Go on, kiss your boyfriend hello." He grumbles, but doesn't protest and turns to Dallas.

"I hate that you're early."

"I love you too, babe. Why is Scar here and why is she looking at us like a creep?"

Dylan sighs. "Apparently, she did not have a meeting with her guys." I chuckle, and so does Dallas. "Scar, we're gonna go, alright? We kinda have a first date," he smiles.

I can actually see the hope in his eyes. And Dylan looks better too, but I can tell he's not ready to forgive Dallas yet. But he still wants to try.

"Good luck! Have fun," I smile and wave at them.