Chapter 37

well well well guess who finally came back

the next few weeks were so monotonous for megan that she had mentally made a list:

wake up

stare at the wall and think about dani

brush your teeth and get ready

stare at the wall and think about dani

go to the studio

stare at the building that dani works in

practice

stare at the building that dani works in

go home

stare at the front door

eat dinner

stare at the wall

get ready for bed

sleep

repeat

megan flopped back onto her bed. “i’m such a boring person,” she groaned, “i’m turning into yoonchae.”

“what?” yoonchae called through the thin wall. “did you say my name? SOPHIA, MEGAN TALKS!”

megan groaned again. think, megan, think, she thought (if u couldnt tell already lmao). what were you doing before this? NO, augh, stupid brain, not dani, its not like you did her…

‘yes you did,’ a voice in her head answered.

“NO! shut up, megan!” megan burst out laughing.

‘hahahah megan you’re so funny!”

“i’m going crazy.” megan admitted out loud.

time flew by. so did megan’s sanity. more than once, sophia had to carry megan up the stairs as if she were drunk. more than once, manon had to chase after megan, holding megan’s shoes and telling her to put them on.

more than once, she’d seen dani sitting on the couch with her arms open for megan, only for her to vanish when megan ran towards her.

megan bro lock in

‘okay megan! let’s walk downstairs and see if dani’s there!’ the voice in her head contributed helpfully.

“no!” she answered vehemently. “dani is a liar, a cheater, a person you shouldn’t associate with, mEgAn,” megan punched her pillow.

‘but dani–’ it protested. ‘just go down and check, megan. it won’t hurt.’

“fine..” megan grumbled, and dragged herself to the staircase.

laughter bubbled from the living room. megan could distinguish their laughs. sophia’s demon laugh, manon’s television sound, yoonchae’s contagious giggle, and lara’s high pitched hellcat laugh. so who was that fifth person? think, megan, THINK! it’s bubbly, loud, and… wait.

dani?

“no, megan,” megan burst into another laugh. “stop tricking yourself.”

“who was that?” a familiar voice broke in.

“oh, that was just megan. you’ll get used to it,” sophia replied.

interesting, megan thought. i know this person’s voice, this person knows the girls… dani?

“DANI?” megan called out as she wobbled down the stairs, legs trembling from how much she’d danced over the last few days.

“WHO’S THERE?!” a voice yelled.

megan laughed. two can play this game.

“megan,” an exasperated manon shouted, “just come here and shut the fuck up.”

megan ambled lazily to the living room and slumped on the daybed, flopping onto her back.

“hE-eY gIrLiEsSs..” she mumbled.

“meggie, what happened?” a hazy figure rushed to her side.

“y-you have pretty hair,” megan twirled a finger through the dark brown curls. wait. dani-? megan jerked upright. “daniela?”

“yeah, hi..?”

“YOU BITCH,” megan launched herself at lara. “YOU THINK YOU CAN MESS WITH ME?” sophia and manon immediately were at megan’s sides, restraining her. “DON’T YOU FUCKING DARE TOUCH ME AGAIN, COWARD,” she howled.

lara got up and bolted out the door.