Chapter 22 (actual chapter)
Philip's P.O.V
'This is the day, I can do this.' He thought to himself. "That's weird, I can't find Theo anywhere." Then he heard a familiar, slightly annoying, voice. "Why do you need to talk to her?" "George? You look awful." He was right, George had bags under his eyes, messy hair, and wrinkled cloths. "Thank you for noticing." He said bitterly. "My question still stands, why do you need to talk to Theodosia?!" God, what's this guy's problem? Unless…No… He can't- "Well?!" Ok, he's crazy. "What's it to you? Why do you need to know, Eacker" Philip only addresses people with their last name when their being a nuisance, and George knew this. "Because, I don't want your recklessness HURTING HER." Hurting her? HURTING HER? Why would I do that?! "What do you mean hurting her? Why would I do that?!" Philip said almost as triggered as he ever was. "*scoff* Your just like your father."… ? "Don't talk about my father like that! And I would never hurt Theo!" "How would you know?" Eacker is just a fricken anus. "Because…" Should I? Eh…Screw it. "Because?!" shut the frick up George. "BECAUSE I LOVE HER!" Then, shit went down. "Philip?" A soft voice said…Theodosia heard everything…NO.
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-DipperGleeful123