Haunt Me (Heartbreaker Duet #2)

The Elliot Sisters Chat Room

Faith : Eden, talk to us. We are outside your door.

Manuela : It’s ok if you don’t want to open the door or see us, En. If you want to just text, we’re here.

Faith : We’re not leaving .

Eden : Could you both stop being so dramatic?

Faith : Erm, have you met us? We absolutely can not.

Eden : I just… I did something stupid.

Manuela : Stupid how?

Eden : I… I wrote a poem about him, to him.

Manuela : Him him?

Eden : Isaiah.

Faith : Did you send it to him?

Eden : No, I… This is ridiculous. I am not hiding in here because I am crying, you know, but because I am a child. I am too embarrassed to face you.

Manuela : What happened to the poem, En?

Eden : I don’t want to say.

Faith : I’m about to break this door down.

Manuela : Please don’t.

Manuela : She likes to hide in there. We should respect that.

Eden : I… I published it under a pen name, as usual.

Faith : Which you won’t tell us.

Eden : Oh, you will find out soon enough.

Eden : I posted it online, as I always do.

Eden : But this one… it kind of went viral—and with it, my poetry website.

Eden : I mean, I took it down once I realized, but it was too late. Several of my poems have been shared several times over.

Eden : Long story short…

Manuela : Wait, that was short? ?

Eden : I’m being published in the New Yorker. Under my real name.

Eden : Two poems.

Eden : Shut up, Fee.

Faith : I didn’t say anything.

Faith : Yet.

Faith : Ok, I’m coming in. I can’t type fast enough for all the things I want to say to you right now.