--= Darcy's + POV =--
Okay that's it. Scowling at Mitch being so ignorant I exited the convo. Tapping on Preston's contact I immediately started to text him.
'You guys need to get back together. You can become a boy band!' I texted. Having a feeling he wouldn't reply I just shut off my phone and sighed.
There's not much I can do.....I'm just the sideline girl. Always was, always will be.
--= Vikk's + POV =--
"So what else have you done while you were gone? I mean, it has been three months and all. You must have done Something." I drawled on.
Preston not paying severe attention to the situation I sighed. He seemed to be too deep in thought to answer.
As if he was rewinding the whole three months that he spent at Kenny and Choco's house....God....Three months with two friends
Who have no clue what's going on.... That would've driven me crazy.... Then again, there would be no stress. No blame.
No fights. It'd be perfect! But he probably felt so much guilt..Ya never know what's going on another persons mind. But sometimes I wish I did.
Just so I can stop them if they want to try anything at all. But, even someone did know beforehand.....Would anyone have the courage to save them?
.........Would I have the courage to save them? You see that's the thing you need to ask yourself when you think about it. I'm surrounded by depressed people,
one of them decided to kill themselves. Which means one less person in the picture. One ran away and made out with me,
two of them booked it as soon as they could. And two started off right where they began. Trying to process why the fuck everything went in a circle and how.
And then there's me. The person who has no place in the fight, is always just there acting cool when I'm freaking out on the inside and seem like a bitch when I do so.
But that's just me. No point in not being myself since everything I know could be ripped away from me in a matter of seconds......
But.......what exactly do I have?
