Misconstructed

Chapter six

Making the beer run to Zig's fathers liquor store, we get out of the car almost in unison. The store feels cold, but that's because of all the fridges they have going at once. "Hey you guys, here for your order?" Zig, the nineteen year old high school dropout who sells drugs and alcohol out of his fathers liquor store asks us.

"Yeah, give it here." Dustin tells him while grabbing the air with his hand. He grabs the bag and hands me the wad of cash, counting to make sure everything's in order.

"Everything's there, I promise."

I roll my eyes but decide to give him an actual answer anyways, "If it was all there last time do you think we would be checking it this time?" I start doubting everything but after a few seconds Dustin nods his head, letting me know that I can give the money to Zig.

"Pleasure doing business with you, fellas." The three of us roll our eyes as we turn our backs to him. We all find him quite annoying but considering he's our only way to get alcohol, we need to keep him around.

Getting back to the car, I take the back seat just to be able to sit with the drinks. As soon as Dustin starts up the car I take one of the glass bottles and open it with my keys. I down a third of the bottle like it's nothing and that's when Rex asks me for a beer as well. I don't hesitate, but I do let the thing fly in the air for a mere few seconds as I tossit to him.

I don't give one to Dustin and he doesn't ask. If it's one thing I don't joke about is drinking and driving. I personally will not be responsible for someone else's life when I can barely take care of my own. "So what do you think? Kelly Anderson should be here tonight, I know she was eyeing you last night too."

"Not while Maddie's around." I tell them. If it's one thing I won't do, it's parade other girls in front of her. She has enough going on in her life, and I just think that's a bit too childish for me. Maddie and I have a very special relationship. The car ride back to Trevors feels like it's taking forever when in reality it's really just a few minute ride. Truthfully, Rex and I could have gone when we were getting my tattoo last night but I didn't have the money for everything that Trevor was getting.

."You two aren't even dating, what would it matter?" Rex asks me. I'm starting to get frustrated over the conversation and I don't hide it.

"I said no, now drop it." I demand through gritted teeth, crossing my arms. They wouldn't understand. Well, they do, but it's easier saying they don't. What they don't understand is a broken heart and how it doesn't repair once it's truly broken. I never used to be like this, poly, but after she left, there was no one left for me.

Raising his hands in defeat, his sigh rings around the car and it's clear that he just wanted to help in his own way, but in reality, I don't need help. Not anymore.

Sam was alway there for me, we always hung out and we rarely ever separated. That was until I confessed my love for her sophomore year of high school. My heart broke that year and it never got repaired.

It started with us being friends, my first friend, since I moved in with Bob and Barb in seventh grade. Like I said, inseparable. Until Rex showed up and that was the end of our duo dynamic. She moved away and I haven't seen her since. She hasn't even mailed me letters, but that didn't stop me.

My love for her grew the more and more we hung out, but I ruined everything, as soon as I confessed my feelings for her. See, feelings ruin everything. You should never tell your friend or best friend that you have feelings for them because they never get reciprocated. Video after video, literally hundreds of the little suckers on the internet show you why it's a bad idea, but then you think, "Oh that can't happen to me. I'm different." Yeah right. Sam broke my heart, and it hasn't been repaired since. So I keep this X over it to make it untouchable to others, like Maddie.