𝑴𝒚 𝑩𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒇𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅'𝒔 𝑫𝒂𝒅

18

We're gathered at the campfire for s'more time. I'm high and horny. I thought my high would be down already but it's not. Not only that Sebastian and I only went one round.

I stared at the marshmallow, wanting to see it go up in flames. I pulled it back though, making my fourth s'more. I hadn't said anything much at all. I was in my own wasteland. I'm not sure if I could stay here for a week. I'm bored as hell out of my mind.

"Beck are you alright?"

I looked at Neah and she looks worried. My eyes drift to Nick and he slowly shook his head as if he was embarrassed.

"Where are you manners, Beck?" Nick said. I didn't give a shit no more.

"Up your ass." I shoved the s'more into my mouth whole and chewed. I'm fucking stoned out of my mind and staying here is sending me mad. I need to fuck. Like now.

"Show some respect. There's someone here that's way older than us and you're cussing and being high on a good night out is downright disrespectful." Nick states. I had to laugh at that.

"Jesus fucking Christ Nick prick, you're giving me a fucking headache. And Sebastian doesn't give a shit. Ain't that right?" I ask looking at him. He's sitting a few centimeters to the left of me. To be honest, he seems to be at a lost right now.

"Umm...I'm not sure I want to get caught in the crossfire of whatever's going on."

"See...he doesn't give a shit." I shrug.

"Beck could you just stop?  Seriously you're embarrassing me in front of my dad."

Embarrassing her? I snorted. "Okay everyone calm down. It's not that intense. Let's just enjoy tonight, alright?" Sebastian chimes in.

"I'm sorry Mr.Tidas. I had no idea Beck got like this." Nick states with a nervous chuckle. "I think I could see why her parents kicked her out."

"Oh fuck you Nick. You don't know shit about me."

"You really don't know how to quit huh? Like I'm really trying to be a good friend."

I snickered at that. "No you're not. What you're doing is trying to put on a show so you could keep your secret safe from your little bullshit boyfriend and your dad."

"Beck don't."

"Don't what Neah!? Don't tell him how you cheated on him with me!? Huh is that it!?" I'm pissed off. I've never gotten this mad before. Could it be the weed? No, I'm not going to blame my high for this. It's her. It's both of them.

"Don't be ridiculous." She scoffs.

That really angered me. "You're not innocent Neah! And you're pissing me off by this persona you're letting on."

"What persona?" She defends.

"This! This fucking persona! This innocent angelic persona. You're not innocent Neah!"

I threw a unopened beer can at her and she dodged it. I sat back in my seat and wiped my eyes and my leg bounced rapidly. I wiped my forehead and huffed. Fuck. Dammit!

"What the hell is your problem? I always knew you liked Neah but your obsession over her is out of hand now and you need to stop smoking weed. You're obviously out of hand."

"Oh yeah? Every time we would get high I have you know she would kiss me. I never once initiated a kiss with us it was always her. And then after it she acts like it never fucking happens and then bring you along everywhere we go like she's trying to fuck with me."

Nick scoffed. "Yeah right. Neah told me you would always try to kiss her."

I laughed. She's a fucking liar. This entire time I thought I had a friend but no, she was faking. And for what? Why be my friend for all these years just to make a fool out of me like this?

"Did she tell you I fingered her? Hm? Or did I try to do that as well?" I ask looking at her. "Tell Nick. Tell him how you were the one that asked me to have sex with you and then after that you asked me to finger you. Fucking tell him Neah!"

"Shut up!" She shouts back. "Why would you say that?"

"Because you're lying!" I'm crying now. "Why are you lying so hard? What did I ever fucking do to you Neah? We're supposed to be best friends and yet all you do is second me. We stopped hanging out and every time we do hang out we only get high or get drunk. That's it."

I wiped my eyes again and got up, kicking the cans in frustration. I walked off quickly and ventured off down a trail that lead down to the forest. I pulled a branch, crying harder in frustration. I kicked the tree and punched it so hard it cut my skin.

I didn't care. I was mad, pissed off at the fact that Neah has been lying to Nick and how much Nick has been provoking me by saying sly shit. I picked up rocks and threw them. I had nothing but a fit in pure darkness.

I took a seat and sobbed. She's supposed to be here for me. Isn't that what friends do?

I sat there for a bit, still crying. I eventually calmed down and just sat, staring at nothing. I never wanted to come to this stupid camp shit anyway. I heard a snap and rustling in the trees.

"Beck? Beck?" It's Sebastian. A light flashed and I heard a sigh. He walked up to me and got to his knees in front of me. "Beck

"Leave me alone." It was a murmur.

"I know you may want that but I won't. Want to talk about what happened?" He set a hand on my head, stroking lightly like a father would to comfort his child. I know using the term is weird since we fuck and he is older than me, but it was comforting and reminded me of when my dad did so when I was younger.

Way younger. That woman isn't even my mom. She's my stepmom. I only called her mom because she's the only figure I had in my life. But dad allowed her to manipulate him and turned him against his own daughter.

Hearing that I was being kicked out actually hurt me. Parents are supposed to be there for their kids. Just how friends are supposed to be there for each other. But what the hell would I know?

The thought made me tear up more and I hid my face in my hands. Sebastian pulled them away and forced me to hug him.

"It's okay. It's okay."

"No it's not." I sob. Everything now made me realize that Sebastian was the only person that ever showed me care. Even now. He's the only one here. Making sure I'm okay and checking up on me. It's risky since we're sleeping with each other but I think he would've done so even if we wouldn't.

"Of course it is." He whispers. "You're frustrated by them, you're angry and you probably feel betrayed. I understand it, Beck. I understand."

I hugged him harder and let it all out again. The frustration, the anger, the pain.

He understands me.

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