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Ash squeezes her eyes shut, wishing this would all go away, but what she needs to realize is it all started because of her. And for some dumb fucking reason, I just want her to admit it. For once, I want to hear her acknowledge that she let me take something precious of hers. To know that I’m not the only one affected here.

“Oof.” Hypnos cringes.

Sam nods her head a few times before the tears start rolling.

“Sam.” Ash pleads, but her friend is already heading towards the door.

“I’ll make sure she gets home safe.” Hypnos says before chasing after her.

“Way to ruin another night.” Ash berates, shouldering past me into one of the bedrooms.

Chapter Nineteen

Ashton

Iwake up earlier than everyone else and sneak out, passing by a restless Khaos, curled up on the giant couch. It’s fitting for all the times he’s made me sleep on one.

I take a cab to my apartment, hoping that Sam is in fact home, and walk right in. The second I step through the door I feel like I never want to leave again. It’s everything I’ve missed over the last two months. It’s familiar and comforting. All my favorite things are here, including the one person I’ve missed the most.

“Sam?” I call out for her as I knock on her bedroom door.

I open it slightly to check if she’s in there. I see the lump under her blankets, so I sneak in.

“Hey, I know you’re mad at me right now, but I think we should talk.” I say in a soothing voice as I sit on the edge of her bed.

“Ash, you’re here.”

I jump at the sound of Hypnos’ voice. I didn’t realize he was here, under the covers. However, I do notice he’s notwearing his mask and I can’t help but wonder what Khaos would think.

Sam moans, stretching. “Hey.”

“I see you two are getting along just great.” I grumble.

Sam smiles, turning to face me. “Yeah, I don’t hide the guys I'm sleeping with.”

I sigh. “I’m so sorry about that. It’s just... complicated with us.”

“You can say that again,” Hypnos chuckles.

“That’s literally the whole point of having a best friend. It's to figure out the complicated shit together.” Sam says.

“She’s right.” Hypnos agrees.

I roll my eyes at him. “Speaking of best friends, does yours know you raw dogged it last night?”

“I didn’t! We used- oh...” He realizes I’m speaking about his mask. “Khaos doesn’t need to know the details.”

“I don’t think your best friend likes me.” Sam says to him.

“He doesn’t like anyone.” Hypnos and I say together, then break out laughing.

“It’s true. He doesn’t even like me, but he is stuck with me, and I think he’s learning to live with that.” I tell her.

“I mean he likes you enough to have you sleep with him every night.” Hypnos offers.

“Wait what?” Sam gasps.

“Okay calm down. It’s literally just sleeping. It was that or the small leather couch and that was getting old.” I explain.

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