super rich kids | rosekiller

chapter 1

there evan was, sitting on his bed, watching his best mate rant about his new girlfriend chloe. did evan like chloe? absolutely not. but evan would never tell him. after all barty was his best friend so anyone he thought was great, was great.

"she hasnt talked to me in- evan are you even listening to me" barty exclaims falling back on his bed

"yes im listening b"

"does she really love me if she hasnt talked to me since what happend?"

"yea, im sorry about that, i shouldnt have called you" evan says quiltily

evan felt more then quilty, he felt defeated. a few days ago evan was having a panick attack, and he called barty not knowing about his plans that night. sure barty was forever there for him, but in evans eyes he was just a burden to barty.

the slightly taller boy looked back at the shorter. his eyes gentle, relaxed, and dialated. "ev you should never be sorry for that"

"ew stop being nice"

"i hate you so much"

"you love me"

"eh" evan states flatly

the door swings open to reveal a angry looking chloe. "barty why would you leave me that night, i needed you"

barty jumps up from where he was laying. "oh shit, er im sorry something happend with evan"

"you left me to be with this bloke loving freak"

"im gonna ignore that comment because your mad, but i was with you the whole day in what way did you need me?"

at this point evan was staring at the too argue. she wasnt wrong, evan was a bloke loving freak, but personally evan perfered the term weirdo. evan took pride in his weirdness, technically it wasnt him being weird. people did fear him, but from what barty mustve told her, he was a weirdo.

"because my parents are divorced"

"if you think you can replace me from evan then you are definitely wrong"

"just because he may have been rejected from another bird or bloke doesnt mean he needs you"

"thats all you think of me" evan buts in earning a glare from chloe

"evan i got this! clo please clam down, i will make it up to you" bartys grabs her hands intertwining them

"hmm, fine only because i love you"

"erm, thanks?" barty says confused

"tommrow at 3?" she says walking out

evan was so fucking confused. how did he go from being sooo pissed to saying she loved him. not saying he was certified but if that wasnt bipolar behavior what is.

"you really said thanks?" evan laughs

"oi, shut up i've never told anyone i love em"

"you told me and regulus u did"

"ive know you all my life dingus"

"geez no need to be so mean"

"im sorry about chloe, im sure shes just in a bad mood"

"sure sounds like it"

"mm, hey ev?"

"yea" evan answered looking into bartys hazel eyes

"what was the panick attack about"

evan trusted barty with all of his life, and he knew nothing bad would come out of it. but every time he would ask this, he would always hesitate. "uh a letter from my parentals"

"ah yes i see, the usual"

the room falls into an comfortable silence "thank you so much barty"

"you know its no problem"

evan gives barty a smile and gets up from his bed walking to the bathroom.
he changes bis clothes leaving his shirt off to dress a wound from a few days ago. a faint "im back" could be heard from inside the room, trlling evan that regulus was back

regulus comes into the bathroom chuckling quitely at evan struggling to dress the wound. "ev's if tou do that its gonna get infected let me do this"

"fine" evan groans in defeat

regulus grabs the cloth and begins to wipe the dried blood from the wound. "what happend while i was gone"

"chloe called me a bloke lovimg freak"

"shes not wrong, also she came over?"

"first of all rude! second only to yell at jabba the hut?"

"i can never get sick of that nickname for them"

"yea same, but i never liked chloe"

"you know i never had"

"anyways you have a killer v-line"

"i know such a slutty waist, huh?"

"ew evan, just ew"