deja vu | -SLOBONMYKNOB

before

TYLERS POV
The guys started to bond with her a lot more, when I mean I lot I mean a fucking lot. These faggots annoy me. The thing is, when she hit me a few days ago, I kinda realized I was being a little fuckboy. Cause if I knew I wasn't doing shit, I woulda beat her up.
But when I see her laughing with my boys, bonding and shit, I just wish I could go back in the past and start everything over. I missed her like crazy.
It was too early in the morning, and I sat in the living room.
I heard light footsteps coming down the stairs.
I see Kaela almost falling back, and burped. She had some tiny bottles in her hand.
She rubbed her eyes and went her way into the kitchen.
I decide to sneak in and scare her. I peek to see her faced the direction where she couldnt see me, sitting on the table.
Her elbows sat on the table, her hands grabbed her shiny hair. She seemed stressed a lot. Not that I should care... I think.
I sneak up behind her.
"FAGGOT!" I yell as loud as I can.
She turned around with wide eyes, and I see a a few small travel size bottles of vodka in front of her.
All of them were finished except for the last one. It was half way finished.
When she realized who I was, she frowned.
"What are you doing here at 3 in the morning bitch?" I ask quietly.
"Well what are YOUUUUU doing here at 12 in the night, bitcb?" she laughed, then stopped so suddenly.
"Why are you drunk at this time? Like really? Go back to bed." I said quietly.
Her eyes widened in fear.
"No... I cant go back to bed. Im scared there." She whispered.
She had bags under her eyes ever since she came to crash.
I sat next to her. I was glad to talk to her, but not like fucking this.
"Why?" I wondered.
These are the only questions Ill be able to get out of her since shes drunk, might as well do it.
She looking into her lap.
"I had a nightmare." She croaked.
"Oh."
She grabbed the last bottle and drank the rest of the liquor.
"What was the nightmare abo-"
"Tyler, do you hate me?" She asked, cutting me off.
She stared into my eyes. She seemed so broken.
"I uh.. Hate is a strong word.." I wasn't sure what to say. I had so many feelings about her.
She had look in her eyes, but I couldnt make out what it is.
"Im sorry for fucking up everything, Ty." She sighed.
It wasn't her fault. It was mine. But the words couldn't come out my mouth.
"What exactly happened to you when.. you know. I made those fake rumors and shit."
"Getting teased wasn't even big, like I just fought them and shiit. But it was being spread around so much, teachers and shit called my parents. Telling them what was up and shit. My so called father called me names and everything, he still does. You know Tyler, those rumors and shit came with me since highschool until I dropped out. I hated you for that. And finally when I push you out my life here I am." She described.
"And when my mom died,-"
"Oh shit.. your mom died? Fuckk... Im sorry.. When was this?" I questioned.
"A few months ago. But when my mom died, my dad got really fucking retarded, fucked up in the mind. He blamed her death on me, since I was a middle school slut and was an embarrassment. He ended up not giving a fuck about my mother, calling her a whore... who does that to a dead person? Wow, I just remembered I fucking hate you. No wait.. do I? Hate is a bad word but.. No.. wait.."
She continued to babble on.
Suddenly she started to cry.
"Tyler, I miss you.." She cried out.
"Kaela.. I miss you too faggot." I smiled softly.
She started to blink slowly, and yawned.
"Now come, you're gonna have to sleep sooner or later." I helped her up and up the stairs. I decided to bridal style carry her since she was walking like a dumbass.
I went in her guest room, and put her down. I kissed her forehead and left.
"Tyler!" She whispered before I exited.
"Huh?"
"Stay please.. Ion like being alone.."
She looked so beautiful. Tears ran down her cheeks, and sat on the edge of the bed criss-cross. Her eyes were red, and she had the scent of liquor everytime she exhaled.
I sat next to her and wiped her tears.
We laid together, as I pulled the blanket over us.
"Goodnight, Ky."
"Goodnight, Tyler."
She snuggled into my chest, and fell asleep instantly.
I dont want this moment to end.