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Two; Nathan Heartfilia

Author: linx Chubyz
last update Last Updated: 2025-09-27 23:20:15

Nathan 

The loud music booming from my speaker seemed to clear my thoughts for a bit. As I lay on my bed with my eyes closed, I allow myself to feel at ease with the hard rock gothic music. 

This short moment of peace was interrupted by a knock on my door. Without waiting for a response, my old man let himself in. "How are you doing ol' champ?"

I say nothing. Father didn't seem to get the message as he continued with whatever message he had to relay. "I just wanted to let you know that Eliana and her daughter are already here incase you want to go down and say hi to them"

With that said, Father close my room door as my eyes springed opened instantly. Alighting from my bed, I move over to the window where I see 'Number four' and her daughter walking through the house front lawn. 

"They aren't going to last long here anyways so why should I greet them?" I muttered. 

But why did Dad had to pick up a woman with a kid this time?. 

"That's none of my business" I conclude. Moving away from the window, I turned off the music as I pull out my phone to text my friends, Marcus, Aiden, Gray and Gejeel in our group chat asking if any of them was down for a smoke. 

Aiden responded first; stating that he was already in the school's 'smoke area' to which I let him know that I would join him shortly. 

Picking up my cigarette pack and pocketing it into my jeans pack pocket, I quickly make my way down the stairs to avoid bumping into 'Number four and co' but her daughter just had to bump into me first. 

My anger and irritation heightened when she had the guts to ask me what I was doing here in my own home. 

Grabbing her wrist, I turn the tables around. "I should be asking you that question; who are you and what are you doing in my home?"

Eliana, her mother quickly steps in- between us."Pardon Abigail, Nathan. She hasn't met you or your father yet before"

"It doesn't matter" I cut Eliana sharply while narrowing my eyes at 'Abigail'. "Don't ever speak to me that way again"

Letting go of her wrist, I continue towards the main door as Eliana yells out after me. "Would you be back for dinner?. I'll be cooking my signature dish"

I halt, squeezing my fist as hard as I could; trying to suppress my anger. Turning slightly to face Eliana, I say. "Eliana, was it?"

"Yes" She replies with a smile. 

"Don't push your luck, Eliana and don't get too comfortable here. You won't be here that long anyways. Now, if you'll excuse me"

Stepping out of the house, I decide that I couldn't wait until I get to the school's 'smoke area' as I pull out a cigarette from it's pack, lit it up and take in heavy puff. 

Exhaling, smoke oozes out of my mouth as I suddenly start to feel calm. When I'd reached the 'smoke area', Aiden yells at me. "Hey, I was waiting for you so that we could smoke together. No fair!"

I take in another heavy puff of cigar. "I couldn't help it. I was about to loose my mind in that damn house"

Aiden scowled in disgust. "You have the hots for old ladies now?"

Aiden throws his cigarette butt at me. "Don't be silly. I'm talking about the daughter not her mother"

"That's even worse. Her daughter is a down-to-earth nerd. If I was to pick one; I'd screw the mother"

"Don't let your father hear that" A third voice says, joining us as Gajeel makes his presence known. He strides in with a big bottle of booze."Remind me again why we smoke and drink on school grounds?"

"Because that's the fun in it" I stress out. "Where's the fun in breaking the rules if we're not getting caught?"

"We are 18" Another voice says, joining us. It was Gray and he was holding four shot glasses."We're literally doing nothing wrong"

"The story would have been different if we weren't in school grounds" Aiden clarifies. "Now pour us some shots"

Gray put down the glasses as Gejeel opens the wine bottle. "So, what did I miss so far?"

"Nothing much" Gajeel responds. "Just Nathan talking about how he'd screw his father's new woman"

I throw my cigarette butt at Gajeel. "I didn't say that technically. I was just citing an instance for comparison"

Gajeel chuckles. "Oops, my bad. Sorry". That fucker. I know he wasn't sorry though. 

Gejeel hands us each a glass. "Then pray tell what this 'instance' is"

"All Nathan meant to say was that 'Number four's' daughter isn't attractive." Aiden says, coming to my rescue. "Let it go, Gajeel"

"Really?" Gajeel inquires. "Finally someone to take 'Abigail Holden's' place, I suppose?"

I froze. Despite the coincidence of whomsoever Gajeel has just mentioned, I didn't want to hear That name. But still, my curiosity got the best of me. "Abigail Holden?"

"Yeah. She's the school 'most unattractive nerd' "Aiden clarifies. "I'm not surprised you aren't aware of her existence. You only care about us and the girls your screw"

I stretch out my empty glass shot at Gray for a refill as I acknowledge Aiden. "And do you have a picture of this 'Abigail' ?"

Aiden chuckled as if I'd asked him one of the stupidest questions. "Of course I do. Just a sec"

Pulling out his phone, I watch as Aiden scrolls through his gallery. My attention returs to Gray as he hands over a filled glass back to me. 

"Found it!" Aiden yells, bursting out with laughter like a maniac. 

As I empty the drink in my glass, Aiden shoves his phone screen right into my face. "This is Abigail"

Looking at his screen with the side of my eyes, I stilled then spat out the drink in my mouth. "Holy Fuck

Please let it not be Ricky. Please let it not be Ricky.

I prayed, afra!"  lits up his own cigarette butt. "I take it 'Number four' moved in today"

"With her daughter"

Aiden hollered with laughter. "Is she hot?"

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Dunni's Pen
Is she hot? Dude, she's fire.
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Dark-Light
number four. well two plus two makes four.
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Goddess
Yes, she's hot. hahaha
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