Anger Management

Chapter 35: Cashed in lasagna and Self discovery

Ashter p.o.v

Did I care at all that the woman who tortured me the last two months was upset? Not in the least. It was against my character to try to make others around me feel comfortable with who I was. Everyone has to go through their s**, I figured the least I could do was keep Sylvie out of mine.  Now I know that makes it seem like I care which would make me a hypocrite because of what I just said, but that’s not me caring. That’s me being selfish. You see, if there is one thing I took away from my time with the midget I was forced to communicate with, it was that she couldn’t mind her own business. Me being me minding your own business is a must. 

“I’m telling you man the best thing you can do is cut your losses and just beg for forgiveness. Sylvie's a sweetheart. Not giving up on people is like her whole thing.” Colton explains to me as he reaches for the 20th time towards the bag of chips I got for myself. 

“Dude, why are you bringing up Sylvie? We’re supposed to be watching a movie.” I say bitterly despite the fact that she was just running through my thoughts. 

“Hey man, you’re the one who brought her up because of that crap that happened at your school today. I just thought maybe you finally got some common sense knocked into you and you realized how much of a dick move you pulled” Colton shrugs carelessly his eyes glued to the flat screen in front of us. 

“It wasn’t a dick move, and all of you are making assumptions and won’t stop to think. Not that it's anyone's business. I can choose who is in my life, and Sylvie didn’t need to be one of those people.” I state as I cross my arms over my chest. How come everyone had to treat me like I was the bad guy? I had my reasoning for offing Sylvie, reasons that are too deep for anyone to fully understand. Sylvie had done her part in helping me through the anger management program, there was no written agreement that we had to talk to each other when it was over. Plus I had tried to apologize for the situation that happened in the class today. I personally didn’t want to have to sit next to her all year either, but instead of taking my help she had to see it as another personal attack or something. 

“Ash my man you kind of screamed at the chick in front of a group of teenagers. Not to mention teenagers that you all go to school with. Have you not considered that people are talking about it?” 

“Who cares if they’re talking about it? They don’t know what really happened.” 

“I mean I don’t think Sylvie knows what really happened either.” Colton mumbles under his breath before taking a sip from the soda can he’s holding.  I don’t hesitate to throw one of the couch cushions at his head which he doesn’t have time to dodge making the brown colored drink spill on him. He simply flips me off before standing up and going to the kitchen. I drag a hand over my face, the superhero movie that we were supposed to be watching no longer having  a purpose. I just couldn’t wrap my mind around the fact that everyone was expecting better of me. It’s not like I sat up here and lied about the type of person I was. I never have. I’m pretty sure I never even once established the fact that Sylvie and I were friends. We were just mutuals. Was she fun to pick on and get riled up? Yeah she was but that didn’t mean I wanted her to be my new best friend. 

“Hey man Riley just texted me so imma head out. I mean she doesn’t want me talking to you anyway but she knows I had to give you some bro time or you would be lonely.” Colton announces as he reenters the living room a wet spot on his shirt where he tried to get the soda out. 

“Oh wow thank you so much for gracing me with your presence. I totally needed you here to eat all my food and offer unnecessary criticism.” I say dryly as I watch him walk back to the spot he was sitting on the couch.