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How long is forever?- (Chapter 2) You are/were my everything.

Co-writer Xia's note: Hey guys. Back with a new part. I know you guys are used to better stories, but I have tried my best on this. Hope it's not ridiculous. The plot is horrible and the character dialogues are terrible compared to the other stories. I mostly write Ezra and Maudie POVs and feelings since it's much easier for me, I am sorry.

Rating: 1/10 Horrible writing probably. :( I am terrible at this. Just a ball of ridiculous, sad drama. I can't do anything better. I am terrible at this life. All of this is just pathetic depression. I am sorry. I hate this. I hate myself.

A VERY IMPORTANT STATEMENT:

If you confused about certain dialogues, it is likely as it is written to accordance to character. For example, if you're confused about the chaotic, almost stupid way, with less vocabulary usage in Kyle's inner dialogues, it is written to fit his character. Though, you can see the change in his perspective of viewing the world. (Being meaner, especially to Ezra, and mostly boys, and being more suggestive towards Ava in his advances.)

"Cause that shit's embarrassing,
You were my everything,
And all that you did was make me fucking sad."

- Billie Eilish
(Happier than ever)

Kyle POV

I bolted after Ava at full speed. Those two fuckers were so annoying. I definitely don't believe their stupid 'work' is more important than us. She took such long steps, I've never seen her run so fast.

...

I've never seen her run. Unless it was locating a stray animal, or worse, hearing about getting tickets to the January Valentines' concert. That was super funny-

Anyway, I caught up with her using my super athletism. What the hell happened to me while in that room? Why did I feel so de- uh, defen- defensive! Yes. Why?

"Ava, wait up!"

Thankfully, she stopped.

"Kyle, I'm not in the mood for your jokes."

She turned around. Her mascara had drained off her face. Ah, she wasn't playing around. Bummer.

"Don't take his words to heart, he's a dumbfucker."

Huh. Didn't look like it helped.

"He's... being ridiculous. But he is a nice guy."

Nice? Yea, sure. Ezra had grown up to be even more stupid, if possible.

"He is the reason for this group. He is the leader and the manager. But to think he doesn't care anymore..."

Can't believe Ava is crying over a dumb guy like him. I'll always treat Ava way better!.. Uh... well... obviously, cause she is my friend... And maybe very... cute?.. Dude, what am I thinking??
We ended up reaching her house, as we argued the whole way through.

"Are your parents home?"

"No, both of them are out for work."

"Then I'll let myself in. To calm you down."

"Yea, of course, I- Wait a minute?! In my house?! Kyle no!-"

Maudie POV

Something about leaving him alone at the Council room made cracks creep up in a heart so fragile, perhaps I myself wasn't aware of. In the bold defense of us, perhaps I invalidated the feelings of those two. They had always been there to cheer me up.

But human emotions are more complicated. Perhaps, we did hurt them, or perhaps, this is only a method of self-sabotage.

Entering home, taking gentle steps into the hallway, pictures of me and my dad hung. And my mother. Perhaps, after all this time, I had strayed away. Chosen to trust those who simply wanted something out of me. But if they really did, why would they bother arguing?

Dad was away at work. As usual. I buried myself in my pillow, before taking out a very special album. Of us. Scrolling through the pages of nostalgia. As if I were reliving the days where I felt unexplainable joy.

A picture of me and Kyle playing rock, paper, scissors. He always lost. Wonder why he stopped being so playful. Nowadays, he's turned more rude, especially in his advances towards Ezra, which I had stepped in to stop a fair amount of times.

A picture of me and Ava doing each other's hair. She had encouraged me to grow my hair once again. Glad I listened. Wonder why she stopped braiding her hair. She straightened it, and she looks even more beautiful, but I missed that sweet look.

A picture of me and Ezra. I was sitting on the countertop, chatting with the group, while Ezra made tea for me, 'cause I was sick. The gentle warmth, the unusual love in his eyes as he looked at me. Wonder why he stopped looking at me, unless it was about work.

These three people... They are everything to me.

You are my everything.

Ezra POV

I stood against the doorframe, speechless yet again. The love of my life in tears, surprised at my behavior. My ridiculous behavior. She was trying to defend me, to protect our friendship. And yet, amidst my hidden love for her, I brought out the side of me I hated the most out of all. My existence, just a ball of flesh and blood, useless, incapable of humanly affection. Of kindness, of mingling with those who care, or rather, cared about me.

Tears blurred my vision as I fixed my gaze onto my arms. Bleeding and swollen, as the cutter lay on the desk. Red and rusty from use. I hated myself. Only Maudie knew. She had always helped me. I couldn't stop the whispers in my head, the voices that told me I was good for nothing.

Three people, so important in my life, left all at once. Because I chose something irrelevant over them. My constant aggression and hostility, despite the consistent warmth I recieved. Unaccepting of love and affection, for I truly find out now, that I really do not deserve it. I grabbed the blade again. And slash went the red ink.

You were my everything.