You Can't Fool Me

He was so, so done...

"One arm Toby! I have one fucking arm!" Kit yelled. "Why did you let them do this to me?!"

"If they hadn't cut off your arm you could have died! The infection would've spread and you would be dead!"

Throughout his entire life Toby had not once seen Kit cry, but now tears streamed down the boys face. It was a pitiful sight and Toby watched the unbreakable boy break before his very eyes.

"What-" he sobbed "What does Layla think?"

"That you should stop crying you jackass." Said Layla herself as she appeared in the doorway. "Because I don't give a fuck about how many arms you have. It doesn't change anything!"

"What, you mean you still-"

"Like you? Seriously, I thought you knew me better than that! Of course I still fucking like you and you'd better get out of this place pretty damn soon because Toby's cooking sucks."

"Hey!" He objected. "I make a killer grilled cheese sandwich!"

"If by killer you mean that it literally kills you then that statement is correct." She laughed. Toby frowned but didn't say anything because kit was laughing for the first time in almost a month.

Watching the two of them reminded him of Riley, who he hadn't spoken to in weeks. He just couldn't forget how much danger he had put her in on the night of Layla's party, she could have died!

For the first time in several weeks Toby decided he was going to go in to school the next day, for the sole purpose of speaking to Riley, he just hoped she wasn't distant with him.
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"Hey Riley." She didn't even look at him. "For fucks sake!" He all but yelled, punching a nearby locker and sending a scared freshman fleeing like his life was in danger.

He was just pissed off, she had no reason to ignore him. Toby had been absent from school for just shy of three weeks and not once had she called or texted to see if he was okay, hell she probably didn't know if Kit had survived or not!

The anger built up inside of him and he couldn't help it as he stormed after Riley and pulled her into a nearby janitors closet.

"What the fu-" she began.

"No! Just shut up for one minute. My best friend is lying in a hospital bed with one fucking arm, I haven't seen my sister in three weeks because Kit's foster parents don't care enough to check on him and YOU are still playing this bad girl facade and didn't even text me. Fuck you Riley! I thought you cared about me!"

She didn't speak and Toby let out a derisive laugh. "And to think I actually believed you were different." Then he left, slowly, deliberately giving her time to speak, but she didn't, of course she didn't. Toby went straight to the car park, he was so done with school, there was only two months left till graduation. He was so, so done...
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Dear diary,

What happened today is so much worse than when my mom used to hit me, the pain wasn't physical it just, hurt. It hurt my heart. I managed to single handedly screw over a really good guy.

I need to tell him, I need to explain. I have a reason for being heartless it's just... I can't exactly say 'hey Toby, my mom used to beat me up so if you were wondering why I'm a heartless bitch then there's your answer'

When I look at him I just want to apologise and kiss him but I'm so fucked up that I just...can't. He opened up to me, the least I can do is give him an explanation, so somehow, that's what I'm going to give him.

-Riley. K