Special thanks to horrific_angel666
for helping me with the text messages
Also the next few chapters will be a mix of story and text messages. So bear with me🥱
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Dominic sat on the couch, texting Bill all the news. He was.. tired.. exhausted, on the edge of a panic attack and he couldn't help it.
Bill wasn't acting very— friendly. Dominic wasn't exactly taking anymore bullshit and only gave a fuck about Taissa.
He should probably contact everyone else, but he isn't feeling like it right now. Bill was the only outlet that Dom had sometimes, and the bitch was on a fucking plane!
Could he hurry the hell up?
Maybe he was being a bit irrational, but he just wanted to see his girl alive and well.
Now where the fuck is his beanie?
He was having a hard time believing that Taissa was even remotely well. Hell, he'll be up all night trying to be sane again. He had at least 10 people coming out to see her.
Harry should be at Dominic's house in ten minutes along with Matthew, they're heading over together.
He could understand that others were equally worried, he was just...
conflicted