My Empath

Chapter four

"I don't understand how you guys can wear that much make up, like, I get it's like a lifestyle for y'all but I can't even wear concealer" Kat laughed "it's like too cakey, but it looks pretty on you, did you know Colby used to wear eyeliner? Like bro..that's too much" she said and my brain automatically zoned back in at the sound of my boy's name.

"Colby what?" I asked, now interested in whatever it is she was saying

"He used to wear eye liner" she laughed mockingly

"Seriously??" I felt a smile grow on my face and I'm pretty sure my eyes were sparkling

"Yeah, I don't know why he stopped tho. It kinda made his eyes pop, guess it was too girly for him" she shurgged "but, isn't eye liner a core emo thing?" She asked me

"You mean goth?" I asked, correcting her for like the tenth time tonight "I mean..there's different types, there's men who go all out and some just dress impeccably within the lore. Like Cole. He has great style" I said truthfully

"And you guys only wear black and white right? The only color I've seen Colby wear is red but it's never just a color it's always something that is black with a hint of another color" she said

《God you're so annoying》 I thought to myself

"Well, I'm wearing a color right now" I let out a laugh, pointing at my outfit.

I mean, it wasn't that much color, but under my hoodie I had a plaid in tones of brown and green. I loved that shirt, it made me feel like Dean Winchester. And it was over my dress, which happened to be grey and not black, but even this girl's question felt like she was trying to be hurtful.

"Oh, sweetie. Grey is not a color, but nice try" she furrowed her eyebrows at me

And oops I'm not interested in what you have to say anymore.

We had been sitting here for around an hour now, I was already done with my food..well, I wasn't but she made me feel bad for ordering a pizza for myself so I was gonna take the leftovers home and hope that Tate had already had dinner. I'm still hungry honestly, but apparently girls don't eat according to Katrina.

She had also been telling me back handed compliments and criticizing my style the entire night, asking questions like why we 'emos' wear the clothes we wear and when does one become an 'emo'. As well as implying Cole was a fuck boy and couldn't keep a girl for more than two months.

She wouldn't stop asking about my scars even though I made it clear I didn't want to tell her. I literally just met you woman, quit acting like you're my best friend. Kie even knows better than to ask me about something, she just waits for me to tell her and by now knows there's a lot of things I keep from her.

I'm really friendly, but that doesn't mean I have a lot of friends. I didn't back in my school years and I don't now. Yes, Kielany and I clicked in some weird way and John is nice and all. But my only true best friend is Tate. I do feel a bit lame about that, but it's the truth and he tears up every time I even imply it so I guess it's fine with him. So it's fine with me.

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As soon as Kat opened the gate I ran inside, I didn't even notice my brother was already there until I saw the helmet on the floor by the door.

"Hey, you came back pretty early" Cole's deep voice said as he made his way from the kitchen island to the doorway

I rushed up to him, burying my face in his chest and wrapping my arms around him tightly.

"Shoot me" I said into his sweater as he hugged me back, my voice came out muffled luckily.

His chest vibrated as he laughed, hugging me back.