About Ruben

Sunday|11th September 2016

Yeah so while Kalani was dancing with her girl friends, Mitchell was dancing with his new friend and Scar was probably smoking with others outside, I was entirely alone.

Okay, not completely. I was in the midst of the dancing and sweating crowd. And there just seemed no escape from it.

I was just standing weirdly in the middle, wishing for someone to help me out because whenever I tried to move, people just pushed me back.

Maybe I wished for too much.
Because my escape came in the form of my nightmare.

Parker Hood: Well well well. Look what we have here. If this ain't little Nerdy-gomery .

Holden Patch: You got lost, loser? Trash can is that way.

Me:...

Hood: Got nothing to say, loser? Who invited you? This ain't a party for fuckers like you.

Me:...

Hood: You're a piece of shit, you know that?

Me:...

Hood: Got my girlfriend wrapped around your finger, eh?

Say what?

Me:...

Hood: She's been talking my ears full of leaving you alone. But you know what, you little asshole?

Me:...

Hood: I do what I bloody feel like. And right now I feel like punching the fucking daylights-

Ross. I mean Mitchell: Got a problem here?

Omg, I think Mitchell became my new hero. I love him. I love his face so much. I think I even cried tears of joy when he appeared beside me.

Hood: Didn't know you were coming to the party, Mitchell. What brings you here, mate?

Mitchell/Hero: Same thing that's brought Ruben here. Now piss off.

To say that Parker Hod looked stunned after that would be an understatement. Omg, John. I watched his face change colors faster than a television screen. One moment he was pale and the next he was a deep red. And God, crapfreakshit was I scared.

Hood: What did you just say?

Mitchell: I know your stupid but not deaf. But in case you are, I'll repeat it. Piss off.

Patch: Fuck, Ross. What are you doing?

Hood: Who do you think you are, Ross?

Mitchell: Same question right back at ya.

Hood: Fucking-

And then oh my god, the dude stepped forward as if to punch Mitchell to death. And then I enter screaming-

Me: Stop!

Got punched right in the face. Hurt like a bitch. Icing it with frozen peas currently. No, it's alright. Thanks for asking, John.

Anyway, long story short: I fell to the ground. Probably cried a bit, I don't really remember (okay fine, yes I cried a little.) Mitchell punched Parker back and then Holden joined in and he threw a punch at Mitchell while Parker came towards me and yanked me to my feet and I was so scared and then I was on the ground again and everyone around us was watching and whispering and the music was long gone and then:

Kalani: What the fuck is going on here? You fucking assholes! Stop hitting my friends!

And then:

Lotta: Oh god! Parker! Ruben? Stop! Holden, stop punching Mitchell! Stop! Parker, leave Ruben alone!

And then Kalani was literally biting Holden's arm and Lotta was trying to pry Parker away from me. And then figurative pandemonium became literal pandemonium because everyone was screaming and Kalani was cursing and Lotta...was crying.

Lotta was really fucking crying.

And God, it hurt so much to see her cry and I just wanted her to stop and Parker just kept on pushing her away and then I got mad.

Like really really mad. I didn't fight back until I saw tears leaving Lotta's eyes. But after that...I punched Parker back.

It's was like in a movie then, John. Everyone just kinda froze and then all hell broke loose when he came at me again with his fists raised and I jumped in front of Lotta but he wasn't gonna hit Lotta but me and then I got my second punch.

Eventually Holden managed to drag Parker off me and they disappeared but not before Parker raised his finger at me. He always wants the last say.

Parker: Watch out, trash.

And when they were gone, Lotta kneeled down beside me and asked if I'm okay.

And then and there I was okay again. My face didn't hurt because Lotta was beside me, smiling weakly at me and her hand was going through my hair and I just felt so relieved that she's okay, I'm okay, we're okay. And then-

Kalani: Get the fuck away from him, Henley.

I was so confused and probably a bit speechless because Kalani stood in front of us just glaring at Lotta but she didn't even do anything.

Lotta: Kalani, what...

Kalani: You heard me right, Henley. I said leave. You've done enough.

Mitchell, Me: Kalani, stop.

Kalani: Nothing stop, you guys. Look at her playing the victim when she's the one behind the fight.

Okay, now that was a complete lie. What was Kalani on about, John?

Lotta: I...I don't understand. Kalani, what..

Kalani: Just get the fuck away from him, Carlotta. Can't you see that he wants nothing to do with you? You and your stupid friends have hurt him.

Lotta:...

And then Lotta got up, threw me a last regretful look and ran off. She literally ran away. I wanted to shout after her to wait, everything Kalani said was a lie. I wanted to follow Lotta and make sure she's okay.

But-

Mitchell: Let's get you home, loser. Come on.

Scar: Yeah, you little baby. Let me clean those ouchies and then I'll read you a good-night-Noir-story.

Kalani: Ruben, come on. Let me help you.

I don't know if it was just a reaction or something but when Kalani stepped closer, I threw her an angered look. Yeah, she is my friend and stuff but she had no right to say those things to Lotta. And right now, she needs to understand that. Just because Parker and Holden find it right to treat people like trash doesn't mean we all should.

They're the real trash, John. They need to hurt others, make others feel less to feel more themselves. They're losers like that.

fyfy, Ruben.