Hope for life

Bottles, bullets and unexpected friends

I woke up and I found myself cuddled into Kye's side laying next to the river a few hours later. As I sat up a huge headache became instantly noticeable. As I looked at Kye's sleeping body I took a deep breath, "fuck what did I do. I made a huge fucking mistake." He looked so beautiful, I couldn't resist any longer. I slowly kissed his lips and he started to wake. I felt him kissing back groggily, and I soon pulled back hiding my face from blushing. I pulled my knees to my chest and buried my face in my kneecaps. Soon I felt him wrap his arms around my waist and kissed the top of my head, "hey babe." I stood up and turned to face him. Kye gave me a small smile and held out his arms, "do i get a hug?." I smiled slightly and wrapped my arms around Kye's neck and gave him a long hug. Kye rested his head on my shoulder before I attempted to pull away. "Angel, please just stay a little longer," Kye whispered. I sighed and continued to hug him, and to be honest I never wanted to stop. I looked up and our eyes met, and that's when Kye leaned down kissing me. After a few long long moments I finally pulled away knowing that the longer I stayed the more attached I would get.

Kye reached out to grab my arm, but I was out of his reach. I just shook my head and turned around walking away. I could feel tears slowly fall as I walked away. I don't know what made me more upset having to leave and probably never seeing him again, or knowing that he didn't care enough to follow me. I kept telling myself that he doesn't care. I reached my house, and instantly I searched the cabinets. Looking for the remaining bottles of alcohol I knew I had stored somewhere. "Fuck! Where the hell are they!"

I was stopped by the loud ringing of my phone. As I pick it up I realize that it's Ali calling me, "hello?" I can instantly tell she's crying, "A-angel, w-what am I g-going to do? I have nothing l-left, I'm n-nothing without h-him." I begin to worry, "Ali, Ali clam down what's going on? You need to tell me who and what your talking about." I can hear Ali then begin to sob harder, " it's Jackson, Angel... he's gone. I lost him for good." I slightly laugh, " Ali he's probably just kidding he would never leave you." I can hear her mumble something before speaking up, " no Angel it's not that. H-he's dead, he left my house and had to go help one of his buddies. When he arrived at his buddies house Jackson was shot in the back of the head. I begged him not to go, Angel what am I supposed to do?" I instantly went speechless. No no no this can't be happening, not again. "Fuck, what the hell is wrong with this world! Is everyone going to fucking die!" I scream as I start throwing things, "Ali whose house did he go to?!" Ali takes a moment before she replies, "Kyle's house. The house that had that party we went to a while back." I take a deep breath, "thanks Ali, I'll take care of this shit. Bye." Ali tries to object but I hang up the phone.

I run into my moms room, not like she's been around to care. She been gone visiting her online boyfriend for the past two months, and by the looks of it she won't be back. I go to the gun cabinet and pull out a 9mm pistol. I pull out the drawer on the bottom, grabbing my moms truck keys. I run out into the garage jumping into the drivers seat starting the ignition. The old truck starts with no hesitation, "thank goodness."

I speed towards Kyle's house going at least 90mph down the dirt roads. As I turn into the long driveway I slam on the brakes and jump out of the truck. I start banging on the door, and soon Kyle appears opening the door. "Kyle, tell me who shot Jackson. Now!" Kyle just stands there giving me a blank stare, "who the hell are you?" I pull out the 9mm pistol from the back of my jeans pointing it at him, "tell me who fucking shot Jackson unless you'd like to join him in his casket!" Kyle's eyes go wide as he takes a step back with his hands up, "calm down you crazy bitch. Mind telling me who you are? The guy your looking for is long gone by now." I slowly lower the pistol a bit, "the name's Angel I'm friends with Ali, tell me what happened." Kyle nods and takes a step back letting me in.

I sit down on the sofa, and wait for him to start talking. Kyle take a deep breath, "okay you know what really happened? There's this dude that me and Jackson knew was always getting into different drug rings. Well he disappeared a few weeks back and the guy that shot Jackson was here to pickup his 'pay' that our long gone friend has to owe. He shot Jackson thinking he was a cop or something, and trust me if I had my gun on me I would have shot him dead in his tracks." I shook my head, "I'll fucking kill him." Kyle chuckles,"not if I get to him first. But the only way is if he shows his face around town again." I laugh slightly and relax a little more, "so, Kyle tell me more about yourself. The last time I seen you, you did a bellyflop to the ground." Kyle started laughing, "I must have been drunk. I don't remember that at all. There's not much to know about me. I live alone in this house, I have no clue where my mom is she was supposed to be in rehab." I sigh, "I know how that is. Hey, why haven't I seen you around school?" Kyle rubs the back of his neck, "I kinda drive a hour to a different school but I'm switching my school to yours. I'll be starting tomorrow." I smiled at him, "good, you'll like it. I'll show you around." I looked a Kyle for a moment. His blonde hair is on the longer side, and he's constantly flipping it out of his eyes. Kyle is on the taller side, probably about 5'11 easily towering my 5'4. Kyle clears his throat before speaking, "it's getting late if you want you can crash here. I look at the clock, 2:47 a.m. "Holly crap, sure I'll crash here. You sure it's fine though?" Kyle laughs at my words, "like I said I live alone."