𝐒𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐁𝐎𝐘//𝐆𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐘𝐗𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑

I got 99 problems now lets add bleeding to that too uh huh good idea 🩸

Knock knock knock knock

I had been sulking in my room for the past hour, sprawled out across my bed. His words riddled over and over in my mind. He was going to kill Thomas. Now I just needed to figure out how to stop him.

"Gally?" My stomach churned, it had been doing it for what felt like forever. Pain unfurling in my abdomen. Probably nerves. I dunno. Gosh.

"It's Chuck. Can I come in?" Oh, Chuck.

"Sure sure, come on in!" Moments later, he did. Messy hair and all. Closing the door behind him, he approached me.

"Hey y/n."

"Hi Chucky, what's up."

"It's um, it's been a while." He hesitated, fidgeting around with the ends of his shirt. "You know, since we've talked." Oh shit. It had been a while. "Or hung out together."

"Oh my gosh Dude I'm so sorry." My palms found my eyes, covering them. "It's just everything's been so so crazy lately. I feel like I can't catch a break." Looking back up at him I just wanted to hug his little frame. "Fuck, I am so sorry."

"It's okay." He reassured me, rushing his words. "It's not your fault or anything, I just..." His lips twisting around, he took a seat on the edge of the bed. Finding my eyes under his thick lashes he finished his sentence. "Missed you."

He had been lonely without me and I'd forgotten about him. Guilt dripped into my lungs like sticky honey, trapping me in. I had to make him happy again. No question about it.

"Well then." Scooting over next to Chuck I messed around with his hair I favored so much. "Let's fix that Bud." Taking my index finger I gently bopped him on his adorable little button nose. "Tell me, what's been up with you?" Yes!

I weaseled out that familiar eye crinkle. His smile already lifted the mood.

"Probably nothing like you're going through. I heard about Gally's murder plan."

"Ah yes." I chuckled anxiously, thoughts of Gally swirling around like a tornado in my mind. "Thomas's assassination is gonna be eventful that's for sure." Chuck's warm hand patted sympathetically on my shoulder.

"You know it's probably be a lot easier if you dated someone else. Like Zart or Victor or Thomas." He listed, counting the boys off his finger. "Not to mention basically every single guy in the glade has some sort of crush on you."

"I don't want easy. I want Gally." I grumbled, shoulders hunched over. My nails the victim of my brutal attack, bitten down as far as they could be. Pesky nerves. "Besides, they'd all bore me anyways."

"Well then." Chuck sighed, giving me a look filled with pity. "Do you want some help stopping your boyfriend from becoming the glade's next killer?"

Hey, maybe if Chuck helped out we could really get Gally to stop. There was no harm in saying yes, plus it'd give us some time to hang out.

"You know what?"

"What?"

"Sure! What the hell. Two minds are better than one, right?" When I turned to face Chuck, expecting to find him thrilled. I saw anything but that. His boyish face was even more rounded by his wide eyes, averted behind me. Directed to where I'd been previously sitting. "Chuck? Buddy, what's wrong?" At this point he was really starting to freak me out. God, my stomach was killing me. His gawking stare trailed down to my lower half.

"Blood." He managed shakily, pointing at me as he unconsciously withered back. Away from me. "You're...you...you're bleeding." His mouth parted, gaping at me. "From down there." Chuck motioned without subtlety, blushing furiously.