Brother's Best Friend

Pancakes

That night, after staying with Finn for a few hours, I managed to actually get some work done before I heard a knock at the door,

"Hey! Rem? You in there? We need to talk!" said a familiar voice. I walked up to the back door and opened it to find James standing there.

"Oh, it's you. What do you want?" I replied a little bit irritated. He looked at me sideways and continued,

"So, I take it you've heard by your attitude." 

"About....? There is a lot going on in my life right now, you're going to need to specify which disaster you mean."

"The whole Carter thing. I just found out from little freshman on the ice hockey team. It's all over school. People are saying that he cheated on you because you weren't enough for him and you didn't give it to him, if you know what I mean..." I just stood there. Why did he feel the need to tell me how people were trashing me now?

"Gee, thanks James, you really make me fell wonderful inside! Like hot chocolate on Christmas morning! Fuck off, you don't know anything, it's a lie and I know it, we only just got together last week and he told me he has wanted me for years now. Why would he ruin something he just got? Exactly, he wouldn't." I snarled in an angry tone.

"Rem! What's up with you? I get your brother is in the hospital, and I get all the feelings you are getting, trust me I really do, but you don't need to be a bitch to me for trying to help!" AGH! Why did he continue to play these games with me and get me so spiraled up like this? I wanted to scream, I wanted to yell until I could never talk again. I do care about Carter, I really do, but when it comes down to it, I don't think about whether he cheated on me or not right now, it will have to wait a few weeks, when I find out about Finn. If things go good, I'll do some recon. 

"Leave. I don't need this right now. I'm not a bitch. I'm fucking hurt."

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I rolled over in bed, a single tear running down my cheek. It was cold, and I could feel the trail it was leaving behind. All I could think about was Finn, and how my parents don't really care. They aren't even home right now, they are both in Europe for a conference. While there only freaking son is in the hospital, and might never walk again. I decide that I won't fall asleep that night, and I didn't attempt to either since the next day wasn't even a school day. I walked downstairs, slipped on my Uggs, and went outside. I began walking aimlessly toward nothing at all. I just needed air. As I walked down the street and passed by James' house, I could see his parents up in their bedroom, fighting. I felt so bad for James, it was happening more and more lately. From the looks of it, it seemed as if his mom was throwing things at his dad. His clothes. I stopped for a minute, and thunk about all that James was going through too. He didn't even have his best friend in his time of need. No, I know it is sad what James is going through, but I have enough problems of my own without taking on others. I began to walk again, then run, then sprint as hard as I could. I could feel the wind brushing though my hair, and it was exhilarating, for once, I wasn't thinking about any of my problems. The only care in my mind running as hard and fast as I could. I still wasn't sure where point B was, but I would figure that out eventually. As it turns out, eventually came faster than I thought. I smashed into a hard figure and we went tumbling down. I quickly stood up and almost said sorry before I saw who it was, the one and only James.

"Watch where you are going!" I yelled.

"You were the one who ran into me, so unless you are talking to yourself, you need to back down." He replied smoothly. As I thought about it, it was possible that I did run into him. After all, I was running with my head in the sky at night.