Two Types of Chemistry (Kevedd)

Asylum

-Edd P.O.V.-

After we cleaned up and got back to the cul-de-sac, we found Eddy and Nazz fighting in the street. Kevin quickly pulled into his driveway before we could see what was going on."

"What the absolute fuck.." Kevin mumbles to himself, jumping out of the truck.

Eddy's car was parked in the middle of the cul-de-sac for some reason and he was standing beside it while Nazz flipped out on him.

"Just let me go!" Nazz screamed.

"You are high and you want to go to a prison?!" Eddy yelled, obviously confused and frustrated.

"What's going on?!" Kevin yelled at them. "Why are you parked in the middle of the circle- and prison??

I understand there's not a lot of people home, but do we need to yell?

"Eddy won't let me see Marie in jail." Nazz whines.

"You. Are on. Drugs!" Eddy said sternly to her, throwing his hands into the air.

"You know you're not allowed to see her." Kevin growls at her.

"Watch. Me." She challenges before she runs off to her house.

Kevin and Eddy both run after her, trying to catch her, but she makes it into her house and locks the door before they get to her.

"Fuck!" Eddy yells.

I roll my eyes.

Oh yeah, that's appropriate for the situation.

I sigh to myself before joining them on the other side of the road so I can try to figure out what is going on.

"How the hell did this even start?" Kevin asks Eddy in exhaustion.

"She decided she wanted to smoke tonight while I stayed sober since I had to drive her home -although it's not often that I do that- not the point. ANYWAYS, we were there for a while before we decided to go home because I really didn't want her spending the night there."

"She really let go." Kevin sighed.

"And on the way home, she started talking about Marie and where she was and how she wanted to see her. Of course I told her that she shouldn't, and she had a major freak out. And as you can see," he says, gesturing to his car, "I had to stop in the middle of the circle so she didn't jump out of the goddamn car!" Eddy finished explaining.

Kevin rubs his forehead.

"She really can't go and see her." He says, sounding so defeated.

"Uh, well yeah! She's high and wants to go to a jail!" Eddy exaggerates.

"She's not in a prison. She's in an asylum." Kevin says seriously.

"Is she- is she really?" I asked nervously.

Kevin rubs the back of his neck. 

"Yeah, Rolf told me, but I'm pretty sure she already knows that that's where she would be sent." He says tentatively, looking at her house in dismay.

And before I can even respond, the garage opens and her light pink convertible appears, she rolls down the window and sticks her head out of it.

"You guys can't stop me! I am going to see her." 

"Nazz, what are y-" Eddy starts to yell but Kevin cuts him off.

"Let her go."

"What? Didn't you just say we can't-"