Broke Summers (Kellin Quinn)

Everything can be fixed

I hung up the phone and tried to shove the thought of teary eyed Lily sitting defeated in an empty house, like I did years ago, out of my mind. I made mistakes, I drove my parents up the wall, making raunchy Facebook statuses, dating different boys, getting piercings. My parents flipped. I wasn't the child they wanted, I wasn't the perfect poster child, I had actually gone against the little blueprint my parents had devoted to making me the child they wanted.

I sat on the plane drawing pictures of Kellin sleeping looking as adorable as ever while listening to some Avril Lavigne.

Be strong be strong now, too many too many problems.

I stayed awake until we landed at 3:00 AM. I got up finally able to stretch my aching legs. We were back in California, I could tell by the warm breeze engulfing me as I exited the airport. The group said sleepy goodbyes as we all headed home for the night. I was tired and found myself yawning repeatedly as I rolled into the driveway of the hotel. I walked in the hotel to find Ashley and Callie dead asleep. Their luggage was packed up, the place was spotless, almost untouched. I was grateful for the cleanliness. I sent Kellin a good night text and fell asleep.

When I woke up the next morning I had many more missed calls from Lily, I saw Callie finishing up a gossip magazine on the balcony, everything seemed normal. Ashley however was hunched over her suitcase trying to get it to close.

"Need some help?" I giggled laughing at the struggle it took the girl to close a damn suitcase.

"No, thanks. Aren't you going to pack?"

"Uh no, I don't really have any plans of going anywhere today." I secretly wondered where Ashley was going. A beach, her boyfriend's house? Concert? Who am I kidding she's probably just going out hire someone to pretend to be her friend.

"Well maybe you should we're leaving in an hour."

"Huh? We?"

"Callie didn't tell you?" Ashley looked stunned.

"Tell me what...?" I trailed off nervously.

"We got kicked out! What else, stupid!?" retorted Callie.

Ashley's face fell.

"I'm sorry, we got caught inviting some guys over and we kinda brought you into it. They want to send us homes today at five." She looked sincere but the look of her just made me sick still.

"You have to be kidding!" I cried shaking my head.

"Sorr-y" mimicked Callie."

I gave Callie a punch to the face which busted her recent nose tweak she'd desperately gotten after Jed called her a pig nose. Bloody dripped onto her tight fitting tank top. With that I blocked out her protests, grabbed my bags, and said the following,

"You're such a hater!" squeaked Callie, while holding her bloody nose tenderly.

"At least I don't wreck anyones life," I felt tears spark up, as I jabbed my finger angeraliy at Ashely and Callie," You broke me, both of you! Don't act like you have no idea what I'm talking about, you know damn straight what happened, you had to break me down, laughing along at me, as you did so. How I used to be, I fucking miss her and in a way you stole her. Will every laugh, secrect, name, punch, and stare you stole her. I will work the rest of my life to get her back, and I will, but you put me through hell."

They both looked shaamed at the floor and muttered slander under their breath.

"You did teach us a leson, though... A lesson on why you should always throw your food up to get that extra weight off."

The tears faded and my anger kicked back in. 

"Uh um, what did you just say to my girlfriend?" Piped in a voice.

It was Kellin, the door a-jar and my favorite drink from starbucks in his hand...

What a morning.