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One Week Later

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One Week Later

"Alright, we're all set to go?" Dad questions as he hops in the RV

"One second!" I yell out

I pick up my suitcase and then my frog from the ground and then hop in the RV closing the door behind me, I then set the suitcase down next to the couch setting the frog on top of the suitcase and sitting down.

"Seriously?" Dean questions

"What I can't just forget about him, he's my favorite stuffed animal, now quit your judging and leave me the fuck alone" I laugh as my brother and Maddie sit behind my parents.

Dad gets in the driver's seat and looks back at all of us bringing his hands up to the air and sticking his thumb up signaling if we're ready and we all nod.

Maddie and Mateo were behind my parents meanwhile I sat next to Dean, of course, no one thought of it since there really weren't any other seats in the RV.

As we begin driving I turn my body around facing the window that was behind us and begin to look outside. As we were moving the trees started to fade and the less it became the woods. The sun peaked through and at one point I could've sworn it blinded me.

That's when I turned back around sitting straight and decided to go on my phone, watching movies and playing games.

It wasn't until I got a notification from Instagram that made me almost jump out of my seat. I open Instagram and the inbox and see the one and only... Steve. Guess he'll find ways, yet I never blocked him on Instagram.

Well, you didn't really block him in messages either... Dean did.

Shut it, Sloan.

I open up the message and sigh as I read the long-ass message that Steve had sent me.

@Stevepickle_lacrosse: Hey Chan... I know you probably might not see this but I saw that I wasn't blocked on Instagram and I really had to talk to you. I miss you, baby. I miss you so much you don't even know how crazy it's been driving me. Knowing you're no longer here with me, supporting me, supporting my games, keeping me company, the good ass make outs with your fat juicy lips. God, I miss you. Seeing you with that son of a bitch really opened my eyes, baby. Please I'm begging you, I will change for you, I will become the person you want me to be. I can't live without you, my love. I miss your smell, your cuddles, your kisses, just everything about you.
@Stevepickle_lacrosse: When I saw you with Dean that triggered me, I know I shouldn't have picked a fight with him, but everywhere I looked you were near him. When I went to the campsite to see you, you were next to him. Looking at him the way you looked at me. Chan, do you like him? Is there something going on between the two of you?

My mouth suddenly drops to the last paragraph, there's no fucking way Steve just asked that. What makes me worry is if he saw us kiss, if he saw Dean smack my ass one of those nights. But what made me shocked even more is that he had the audacity to come to my campsite and stalk me.

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