The Vigilante

Chapter 3

    The silence in the house was deafening. My ears were ringing, I had to do something about it. Switching on the TV, I threw my bag aside and raided the kitchen.
    The neighbors barely acknowledge my presence at home. They would only know if they heard me blasting my music, complaining about me being a nuisance. What else is there to do when you're basically living on your own. Not that I don't have parental care. I never knew my dad, mum doesn't want me questioning about it and I don't want to push it. One day she'll come out and tell me all about it. Spencer got married and moved out to live with his family. So I'm the only child living with my mother. Despite this fact, mum still works hard as the dental assistant to give me a beautiful life. Sometimes I hate it to be home alone. I don't have a best friend. Zoe, Vanessa, Ari and Luke are close friends, but not my best friend. My best friend left me just a year ago.
    Miles and I graduated from middle school and went our desperate ways. I expected our friendship to continue. It did indeed, but not for long. Though I stood by his side, during the time he was desperate for love, thirsty for a relationship. Love takes time, but Miles just wants someone by his side. I couldn't do anything about it but to support him. I kept being kind, smiled at everyone, but it wasn't enough. It started in the second year of high school when our long talks turned into short messages, our friendship started drifting apart. We were suddenly standing on thin ice until he let me drown. I was the only one left in that friendship. Miles was taken again. I couldn't tell if she was a fan of me, but she did once look at me like I disturbed the public peace. Glares and smirks which I didn't know the reason for. I was a stranger to Miles and I cringed at the thought. I was on the brink of giving up our friendship but my cousin encouraged me not to become like him. I tested her theory and surely he did stop by to borrow a dictionary. After that everything went back to....well to normal now. Days passed and I didn't see or said hi to Miles. It was then I finally realised he didn't feel like he needed me. Like he became independent from me.
    Through those two years I made new friends and gained my somewhat the-good-guys popular status. I was confident in my own skin and felt great.
    I forgot to realise which school Miles went. The same as the guy who tried to steal his girlfriend from him. Guys don't seem that dramatic I guess. They probably forgot about it and moved on. Dylan is not the most innocent person either. I have become a virus.... His virus. How ? He made me his virus. I am well known from those....

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