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June 23rd, 2023
6 pm

"Gimme that last chicken wing–"

"Nah – fuck you, bitch – that piece of chicken is MINE!"

I glared at Sawyer – eyes lasering in on that little bitch clutching my food in his grimy hands.

"I don't fuckin' know where those hands have been! You could've just been stroking your small dick while shoving three fingers up your ass for all I know now...GIVE IT HERE!"

Sawyer jerked back with a dramatic gasp, "How dare you!" he glared playfully at me while I snickered to myself, "I'll have you know that I've worked myself up to four fingers, you dirty little shit–"

Behind Sawyer, his mom – my aunt Kayli nearly choked to death on her coffee. As she coughed and gasped for air after her son's admission, I jumped up from my spot in front of that grinning lunatic to rush over to her.

"Breath, Aunt Kayli!" I panicked – smacking her between her shoulder blades until her breathing turned normal again.

Sheepishly, I smiled apologetically and moved back to my spot. Turning my eyes towards my best friend, my jaw dropped at his fuckin' audacity.

"BITCH!" I yelled once Kayli rolled her eyes tiredly and left the room while muttering about how she was going to wash her ears out with bleach. "Why did you eat my food? You ate most of the chicken!" I whined, kicking his shin.

"OWWWW, you fuckin' bitch!" He howled with laughter, falling back onto the couch. I laughed loudly at the whining and plopped back against the other end of the couch as our laughter subsided.

I sighed happily, finally feeling like myself after the shit couple of weeks I've had. "Ah, fuck," I giggled louder, relaxing when Sawyer grabbed my ankles and sat them on his lap. "I feel so much better here." I told him, nibbling at my nails, thinking. "You think the douche found out that I split?"

Sawyer pouted his full lips and scratched at his freckled nose to conceal the shit eating smirk, "Nah girl, if that handsome motherfucker found out you left the fuckin' house – he'd be blowing your phone up to yell at you."

My bottom lip jutted out in thought, "Yeah," I hummed, wiggling my toes as Sawyer poked at my heels. "You're right. Wanna see how long it takes him to find out I left?"

Sawyer watched me in bewilderment, "A bet, you say?" his smirk matched the sneaky one on mine. If there was anything Sawyer and I loved to do, it was bet against one another and get a shit load of cash. Most of the time, I was the fuckin' winner.

I had no doubt I'd win this one too.

At least I damn well hoped I would.

"Fifty fuckin' bucks says that JK finds out tonight and drags your ass back." Sawyer boasted, shark-like grin lighting up his angular features.

Tonight?

Oh hell nah.

I cracked my knuckles and sighed, "Fine, I bet that he'll find out next week. At least, I hope he fuckin' does. BUT, butttt if he calls, you're fuckin' answering it." and it's not like he's been aware I exist the past two weeks.

That stupid whale hole hadn't spoken one fuckin' word to me for a week and a half.

Yuh, that's how bad it's been.

Sawyer gnawed on his top lip and nodded, "Fuckin' bet, cunt." to seal the bet, we both kissed our palms, shook each other's hand, and finished it off with a fist bump.

We lapsed into a comfortable silence, staring at the TV and I couldn't help but think about Jungkook – JK – whoever the hell he was. I found that my mind constantly came back to him the moment I was relaxed and I swear, the moment that I thought of him again, my freaking face heated and something fluttered inside my chest.

The first time it happened a few days ago, and me being me – I thought it was showing signs of a heart attack or some shit like that, and it freaked the hell outta me and called Sawyer to bring me to the ER.

He demanded to know what was wrong with me, and when I explained; all the little motherfucker did when I told him, was laugh. Laugh when I thought I thought I was having a medical emergency.

That fucker considers himself a doctor and diagnosed me with something called feelings. Ew. Just fuckin' ew. My feet itched to run the fuck away from these 'so-called' feelings...so that's what I was doing.

Out of sight, out of mind, I always say!

While Sawyer was getting lost in the latest season of Botched; I was stuck in my thoughts, which was never a good fuckin' thing, to be honest, yet here I fuckin' was ( YET AGAIN ) thinkin' about my neighbor.

When the fuck did I start caring whether or not he would find out that I left? Would he be worried?

I bit down on my bottom lip, eyes glued onto the screen, but my mind was in a different dimension at this point, to where I fuckin' wondered if I'd ever be released from the confines JK had placed me in.

I fuckin' hated thinking about him and those bitches...

Hours had passed and I was still in the same position – only this time, Sawyer's lanky body was thrown across my lap, head tilted at an odd angle to where I cringed, knowing that bitch would have one hell of a crick in his freakin' neck.

Sawyer choked out a rather unpleasant loud snore, spit flying out of his mouth and landing on my cheek.

"Ew," I gagged, grossed out. I wiped my spit-splattered cheek with my sleeve and angled his head to the other side as I yawned.

On other days I would have shoved his big ass off the sofa so he'd slam his head on the ground, but I was feeling nicer this evening.

Lucky bitch!

It was around ten pm now – and I should have been catching up on my sleep, but I was unable to ease my mind.

"God," I groaned loudly, "I hate thinking about the same fuckin' person for hours on end," I grumbled to myself, "He should consider himself lucky that I am."

And now I'm a fuckin' lunatic. Why the fuck am I talking out loud to myself? For god's sake! I've honestly lost my fuckin' mind. Best call the nut house while they're still on operating hours.

"Hmm," I hummed to myself, "I know I'll fuckin' rock a straitjacket."

Okay, I'm reallyyyy starting to freak myself out.

Should I wake up Sawyer and say my goodbyes to my parents and one big last FUCK YOU to JK while I'm at it?

While experiencing my crisis, I carefully got up from the couch, without waking Sawyer to splash some cold water on my life to calm my fucked up nerves.

Clawing and tugging at my roots, I paced the kitchen – desperately thinking up a solution to my problems.

Ah, what could I do?

Move across the world so I wouldn't chance running into that doofus again?

Take Sawyer with me?

For the first time in my life, I could confidently say that I, Athena Jayden Green, coffee addict, book dragon extraordinaire, bushy hair influencer, and strawberry yogurt connoisseur, was lost.

Truly, honestly, unbelievably, extraordinarily motherfuckin' lost.

And I didn't know how to deal with that. I couldn't seem to really...process it, to say the least.

What was happening to me?

I just wish someone would tell me so I wouldn't have to suffer all these sleepless fuckin' nights wondering and hoping the answer to my problems would come up and fuckin' bitch slap me right in the face.

In the living room, I heard Sawyer groaning and shuffling around, waking up slowly from the uncomfortable position he was in. Just as I was about to call for him, the loud blaring music of deepthroat by Cupcakke rang through the apartment – causing me to freeze.

Oh hell no.
Please no.

"HAHAHAHA BITCH ~~~" Sawyer sang with a howl, most likely waking Aunt Kayli up.

"THAT FINE MOTHERFUCKER IS CALLIN'~~ looks like you OWE me fifty fuckin' bucks!" he screamed out as I ran into the living room like a fuckin' snake was chasing me to see that idiot waving my phone in the air. The ringtone cut off, easing the panic that was rushing through my veins.

"Phew!" I sighed, falling back into the couch, "Maybe he butt dialed me–"

"Puh-lease, bitch! We both know that isn't true." Sawyer snickered and sassily snapped his fingers and set them on his hips, leveling me with an all knowing stare. "Hey, you know what they say; when life gives you lemons, just fuckin' squeeze 'em in JK's eyes, yeah? Be optimistic and don't be a fuckin' pussy."

"Mouth wide open, mouth wide open

Mouth wide open like I was at the dentist

Mouth wide open, mouth wide open

Put it so deep, I can't speak a sentence

Mouth wide open (ah), mouth wide open (ah)

Mouth wide open like I was at the dentist

Mouth wide open (ah), mouth wide open (ah)

Put it so deep, I can't speak a sentence"

Fuck my life.

Literally – FUCK MY LIFE.

I grunted and covered my face with my hands as that smug fuckin' Sawyer pranced aroudn the living room.

"Imma answer it–" Sawyer squealed like the desperate little shit he was. He cleared his throat and accepted the call.

I watched, dread swirling in my gut as he opened his mouth to speak but was cut off by a terrifying roar that seemed to shake the entire fuckin' room.

"Oh my fucking god..." I whimpered, fear filling my veins. As I've said before; the only person I was scared of when they were pissed off was JK.

And he was pissed off.

Nah, scratch that – REALLY fuckin' mad.

Was I gonna go back to his house after hearing him this mad?

If you think I would, then you're a dumb bitch, 'cause there ain't no way in God's green earth I'd be even near him in this state. Nuh uh, fuck that.

Sawyer paled, "Uhhhh, Athena's phone, can I take a message?" he squeaked, whimpering at the same time.

Even though I found his reaction funny ( I'd laugh at this at a later freakin' time ), I couldn't find it in me to laugh.

Because I was as fuckin' scared as this pussy was.

Sawyer's legs trembled and he fell onto the spot beside me as we glanced at one another.

Huh, where was the bitch that was so smug and confident a few seconds ago?

I heard JK breathing heavily on the other line and I shivered. Jesus, come save me.

"Hand her the fucking phone. Now." I heard JK seeth, grinding his teeth together.

I felt my heart pick up speed at his tone and I shook my head back and forth as Sawyer extended the phone towards me with a trembling hand.

"No!" I hissed, inching away from him.

"You better take this bitch or so help me–" Sawyer hissed, lips trembling, he shoved the phone in my hand and dared me to shove it back at him.

Glaring heatedly at the cunt who was supposed to be my best friend, I took the phone off speaker and lifted the phone to my hand as it trembled in my grip.

I cleared my throat and smacked my lips before speaking.

"Hello! Athena speaking!"

a/n ; I hope you enjoyed the chapter!
I meant to post last night but I was so exhausted lol!