Jason Nguyen is pissed.
Pissed that the foster system treated him like discarded scraps.
Pissed that he's never been more alone.
Pissed that he manages to screw up every good thing that happens to him.
Pissed that he wants to be better, but it's see...
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tw: angst and vague implication of self-harm :((
pls do not read the end of the chapter if u don't feel comfortable ! i can always summarize for u <3
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Ringing pierces through the air.
Ring.
I let out a groan.
Ring.
My eyes squeeze shut.
Ring.
Pushing myself off of my bed, my eyes try to find the source of the noise. I blink nothing short of a million times, a hand running over my eyes. When my vision clears, my eyes knit together to find Angie standing at the doorway.
She raises both eyebrows, oversized pajamas hanging from her body. Bunny slippers tap on the ground beneath her.
In her hands is a vibrating object. My phone. Angie meets my eyes. "I found it on the counter," she says, concern lacing her voice.
I'm confused for a few seconds, my mind slowly processing everything when reality attacks me in a barrage. My eyes nearly pop out of their sockets. My phone. I run another hand through my hair, grabbing the phone from her hands, my hands shaking as I raise it to my face.
It only takes one glance at the home screen to know I've fucked up beyond a point of redemption.
thegayagenda: jason ??
thegayagenda: it's still early, you have time
thegayagenda: it's all good
This was three hours before Iridescence.
brown bicon: you're not at the foyer??
tall ass fucker: we're gonna go in, alright
dani!!: we're heading inside, see u in there :')
The messages after become more desperate. I suck in a breath, rocking back and forth, trying to seek comfort that falls through my fingers like granules of sand.
screwTERFS: jason??
peterthehyun: just to let u know, we're inside. dw, not much people have arrived yet
One hour before Iridescence. On my bed, I keep rocking. Back and forth, back and forth.
There are five missed calls from Lucas, three from Amir, and four from both Dani and Riya.
thegayagenda: people are arriving
thegayagenda: you're running a bit late for check-in time. just let me know if things are okay
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