WRITTEN TO DIE, CHOSEN TO STAY
Chapter 1 The Role He Refused
The first thing Finn felt
Not the dull kind.
Not something distant.
But sharp. Burning. Real.
It spread across his cheek, down his jaw, into his chest like something was gripping his ribs and squeezing.
A weak sound escaped his lips before he could stop it.
Slowly… painfully… he opened his eyes.
The ceiling above him was unfamiliar.
Stained in places like something had seeped into it over time.
Arlo Matteo (Finn)
...Where...
His voice came out hoarse.
Arlo Matteo (Finn)
-froze-
Slender. Pale. Slightly trembling.
There were bruises along the wrist.
Old ones.
New ones.
Then it hit him. Not like a realization.
More like a flood.
Memories that weren’t his—
forcing their way into his mind.
A name.
A life.
A story.
Arlo Matteo (Finn)
(...Arlo...)
The twin.
The ignored one.
The jealous one.
The one who—
Finn let out a soft laugh.
Arlo Matteo (Finn)
(So I’m that guy?)
He pushed himself up slowly, ignoring the dizziness.
The one everyone either desired… or hated.
Finn dragged a hand down his face.
Arlo Matteo (Finn)
Muttered "…Let me guess."
Arlo Matteo (Finn)
I’m supposed to bully him… then die when the Male Lead saving him.
Arlo Matteo (Finn)
“…Yeah.”
Faint smile appeared on his lips.
Arlo Matteo (Finn)
Not Happening.
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Chapter 2 Different
A loud crash echoed from downstairs.
Followed by shouting.
Each step felt heavy.
But he moved anyway.
Not because the story told him to.
But because—
Arlo Matteo (Finn)
(…I want to see.)
When he reached the stairs, he paused.
Below—
he saw it.
Exactly like the memories showed.
His hair messy, clinging slightly to his face.
Hand raised.
Ready to strike again.
margarett Matteo
Pathetic omega
Before the slap could land—
The word cut through the air.
But sharp enough to freeze everything
Three pairs of eyes turned.
margarett Matteo
"Frowned" ...Arlo?
margarett Matteo
"Annoyed"
Arlo stepped down the stairs slowly.
Something about him felt—
margarett Matteo
"Snapped"…What are you doing?
Arlo didn’t answer immediately.
He stepped in front of Noah.
Arlo Matteo (Finn)
I said stop
Then there's let out a short laugh.
Lucien Matteo
…Since when do you care?
Arlo tilted his head slightly.
Arlo Matteo (Finn)
Since now
It wasn’t emotional.
It wasn’t dramatic.
Just simple
lucien expression darkened.
Lucien Matteo
You think you’re funny?
Lucien Matteo
I think you’re annoying.
Arlo Matteo (Finn)
(Calmly) Done?
For a moment— something felt wrong.
This wasn’t the Arlo he knew.
Not the bitter twin.
Not the jealous shadow.
Something had changed.
Arlo Matteo (Finn)
Because someone should.
Noah’s fingers tightened slightly against the floor.
He looked at Arlo not with distance—
Chapter 3 A Strange Kindness
The room was quiet.
Too quiet.
Noah sat on the edge of his bed, knees pulled slightly toward his chest.
The faint moonlight coming through the window made everything look softer.
This house was never safe
His fingers traced the faint bruise on his arm. It still hurt.
But not as much as before.
Because something else lingered stronger in his mind—
The way he stood there.
The way he spoke.
The way he didn’t hesitate.
Noah Valentino
…That wasn’t him.
Arlo had always been…
cold.
Distant.
Sometimes cruel.
Not as bad as the others—
but never kind.
Never like that.
A Soft knock interrupted his thoughts.
Noah froze.
No one knocked.
Ever.
Noah Valentino
…Who is it? "he asked quietly."
Arlo Matteo (Finn)
It’s me.
Noah’s breath caught slightly.
Arlo stepped inside.
Holding something.
Arlo Matteo (Finn)
…You’re awake.
Noah Valentino
…Why are you here?
Arlo walked closer and placed the object on the table beside him.
A small plate.
Food.
Arlo Matteo (Finn)
You didn’t eat.
Noah Valentino
…I’m not hungry.
Arlo sat down casually on the chair across from him
Arlo Matteo (Finn)
Yeah, I figured
Noah Valentino
…Then why bring it?
Arlo Matteo (Finn)
"shrugged slightly" In case you change your mind.
Noah Valentino
…Are you trying to be nice?
The question came out more direct than he intended
Arlo Matteo (Finn)
…Is it that obvious?
Noah Valentino
…I don’t trust you.
Arlo Matteo (Finn)
"nodded" Fair.
That… wasn’t the response Noah expected.
Noah Valentino
…You’re not going to explain?
Arlo leaned back slightly, crossing his arms.
Arlo Matteo (Finn)
Because whatever I say won’t change your mind
Noah went quiet.
That was… true.
Noah Valentino
…Then what do you want?
Arlo looked at him for a moment.
Not at his injuries.
Not with pity.
Just—
looking.
Arlo Matteo (Finn)
I want you to eat.
Noah Valentino
…That’s it?
Arlo Matteo (Finn)
For now.
Something about the way he said it—
calm.
Patient.
Not forcing—
made Noah hesitate.
Slowly…
he reached for the plate.
Arlo didn’t move.
Didn’t comment.
Just watched.
And when Noah finally took the first bite—
Noah Valentino
…Why do you care?
Arlo Matteo (Finn)
"looked away slightly" ...i don’t like seeing you like that.
Noah Valentino
…Like what?
Arlo didn’t answer immediately.
Then—
Arlo Matteo (Finn)
..broken
Silence filled the room.
Heavy.
But not uncomfortable
Noah Valentino
…You’re weird, "Noah muttered."
Arlo Matteo (Finn)
Yeah. I get that a lot.
Noah Valentino
…Will you go back to how you were?
The question was quiet.
Careful.
Like he wasn’t sure he wanted the answer.
Arlo thought about it.
Then shook his head.
Arlo Matteo (Finn)
…Because I don’t want to.
Simple.
Again.
Noah looked down at his hands.
Noah Valentino
…Can you stay like this?
Arlo didn’t answer right away. Because he knew— he wasn’t supposed to stay. This wasn’t his story.
This wasn’t his life.
Arlo Matteo (Finn)
...For now
And for the first time—
he felt like maybe—
just maybe—
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