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What. The. Fuck.

I stare at them with a disgusted face. This can't be real, yet the way Kaleb's holding her makes it very evident. 

I'm so mad right now. The two people I most hate, my ex and my brother, are..., are...

"If you have fucked I'm going nuts." I clench my jaw and look away. I think I want to throw up.

"You really wanna know?" Kaleb asks mischievously. I fucking hate him. And what does Riley fit in the relationship?, how the fuck they met? Riley knows the story but he never met Kaleb in person, so she didn't know who he was until, now?

"I'm going for the drinks." Riley walks away to the kitchen without even glancing at me. Knowing how she is, I thought she was going to confront me.

"I'm leaving." I can't handle this plot twist. "But I'll come again; we haven't finished talking." I walk to the entrance.

"As you wish." He says like he doesn't care at all. 

"Fuck you." And I close the door behind me. 

I could've asked all the questions about the weird relationship between the two of them but I'm not mentally prepared for now. 

I finally step on the street floor, but quickly remember I don't have anything to go back home. And I don't know where the fuck I am. Plus, it's like 3am, so it won't be daylight until so long. I start walking down the street and I consider calling Jordan. Hopefully he's still awake. But he doesn't pick up the phone. Neither Justin.

Great.

I seethe, desperate. I don't what's wrong with the past year that I can't have a moment of peace or little happiness.

But Summer.

Not her coming into my mind. Okay, yes, she's been sort of a light in the darkness, but still.

I continue walking straight down the street. I'm guessing that somehow I'll end up in a street I could recognize, because if I turn here and there then I may go in circles.

I'm so fucking tired; I just wanna go back home and sleep for like two days if also. Whatever enough to forget all the shit.

"Ashley?" I say out loud when I see her flashy red Mazda RX7. I think if I ever had a car it would be that one. 

She stopped at a red light, so that's why I could recognize her. I walk closer to the passengers window and she rolls it down so we could talk.

"What you doing so far from your street?" She asks. "Want a ride home?"

"Please." I answer in relief and getting in the car. 

"You got lucky I had to leave Andy's house." Ashley comments when the light goes green and hits the pedal. Oh, how I love the sound from the engine.

"Why's that?" I now ask out of curiosity.

"Typical disagreement argument." She shrugs.

"Sorry." It's the only thing I say. I know how she may feel, and I also know that when it's very recent the last thing you would want is to talk about it. So I let it go.

"Don't worry. I guess we'll make it out eventually. It's Andy and me."

"True."

I wish I could fix my problems like they do. I think to myself. 

We arrive to my house.

"Thanks, Ashley." I get out of the precious car.

"No problem. You'll tell me what you were doing wandering around those streets at 3AM." 

I chuckle in agreement and then she leaves.

When I go inside the house I see that my skate is next to the door. Thanks Jordan. Without hesitation I walk upstairs to my room, ready to get some sleep.

I didn't mention this before, but my head is about to explode from what I experienced. I don't know how I haven't gone insane yet. 

I watch myself through the broken mirror. I don't think I'm getting a new one, just to avoid breaking it again. I get my tee off and throw it to the floor. Shall I shower? It's been a very long day, but I can't wait to lie down too.

Fuck it, I'll shower when I wake up.

But, before going to sleep I need to do one more thing. I go to the bathroom and search in the back of the toilet...

"Got it." I murmur when my fingers touch a small transparent plastic bag. I see there's only two large xanny pills left.

You're a hypocrite. The voice of Kaleb resounds in my head. Why should I care what that piece of shit says about me?

I shake my head with anger and take both of the pills. Hope that gets me to sleep for twelve hours minimum.




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