Psy-chik

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"Where the hell do you think you're going?" Eva grabbed me tightly by the wrist as I attempted to slide past her. I could smell alcohol on her breath, and she was clearly drunk, so I knew this would end badly. "So what he broke up with you?" She slurred. "It happened years ago!"
That was it for me. I tightened my jaw, prepared to give her all hell. Just as I was about to yell back, I was interrupted by the devil himself, Brendon.
"Jess, I've tried to be nice." Oh shit. "I'm sorry that you're mad because I took your poor virginity and then broke up with you!" I knew that whatever would have came out of his mouth would hurt, but I didn't think it would be that hurtful. As I looked into his eyes, I could've sworn I saw a glimmer of sadness, but It was probably just my own vision, as I was tearing up. It took me a while to process everything that was happening. I can't believe he was that much of an asshole. Without realizing, I was tightly squeezing onto Usif's arm.
"Let's go Jessaline." He whispered sharply into my ear. In complete and utter embarrassment, I followed him out the door, only turning back once to see Eva clinging onto Brendon's arm. That bitch. That backstabbing bitch.
Once were away from all the sweaty and drunken teenagers that crowded around the house, Usif engulfed me in a hug. After he pulling away, he smiled lightly. "Where do you wanna go?"

"Seriously?" I ask, wiping the tears that ran down my cheeks. "At this point all I want to do is go home."

"Look, I know that was... really bad. But honestly, what is a sweet girl like you doing with friends like those?" He questions, opening the passenger door for me.

"You don't know anything about me." I spit, turning to the window, where I watched cars zoom back and forth. The only thing I could see from where we were parked was the lighting inside of Brendon's house. It's funny how from the outside everything looks so still, so perfect. With his perfect lawn full of flowers and his beautiful large house, you'd never think that there was a raging douchebag living inside.

"Hey, earth to jess," Usif was about an inch away from me. He gently turned my head so that I was facing him. "If I don't know anything, I do know something. You didn't deserve that. And you didn't deserve whatever happened between you and my brother..." He cringed at the word. I chuckled. "And how do I know that I can trust you?"

"Because you can." He winked, putting the key in the ignition. The car came alive with a loud roaring sound. Where the hell did he think he was taking me? I was tempted to scream bloody murder, but Instead I gave him with a dumbfounded look. "I never told you where I live!"

"That's because I don't need your address. You have to trust, Jess. Or else, how will you ever find the person that won't hurt you?"

I let his words sink in. He was right, but it's not that easy. I haven't had a boyfriend In what, almost a year? And It's all because of what happened with... him. But I know I'm doing the right thing for keeping my guard up. For all I know, he could be playing the "sweet and innocent" card to get in my pants, knowing how boys are.

"I don't have to trust. Whenever I trust, it never works out."

A few awkward minutes passed before Usif broke the silence. "So.. why are you friends with Jess?" I thought for a minute. I couldn't tell him why, because there is no why.. there's a how. On the inside I know he means "How did you become friends with a hottie like her?"

"I dunno- I mean, it kind of just happened." I paused. "She can be a really sweet girl, she's funny, and she um.. cool I guess." He nodded. "After all, why do we have the friends we do? Because humans are weird. We need people to label as our own so that we don't feel lonely, and rejected."

"Wow, you're deep." Usif laughed, Taking out his keys. I rolled my eyes jokingly, hitting him in the shoulder. "Yeah yeah. Where are we anyways?"

"Are we ever really anywhere?"

"Yes, we are. Now tell me before I scream!"

"Alright, bossy. I was trying to be a poet like you."

I opened the car door, seeing nothing but trees and a huge Rock that had to be the size of a mini building.

"This is where I go to clear my mind sometimes." He smiled, but something about his smile was misleading. Probably more sad than anything else. "With um, living with a new mom and brother, the divorce.. it gets stressful."

"I feel you." I sighed, following him to the boulder. "Sometimes my mom makes me wanna jump off a cliff."

"Come on." Usif smirked, holding out his arms.
"You can't lift me Usif." I laughed, beginning to climb the rock. "Bullshit." He chuckled, lifting me up by my scrawny arms. We began to climb further up the rock.
"So if your mom gets on your nerves that much, why don't you live alone?" He asked.
I paused for a minute, wanting to tell him everything. But I couldn't. Once we finally reached the top. We laid beside each other, staring up at the stars that filled the purple-bluish sky. being at the very top felt like I was floating, nothing but the darkness surrounding us. I don't know what it was about him that made me want to let down my walls. Most likely because he's older and more mature than me, and also because of what he did for me. If I hadn't run into him, who knows what I'd be doing right now.
"It's not that simple." I finally answered. "She's too paranoid to let me out the house. She'd go nuts."

"What about when you feel like you're going nuts?"

I was quiet for moment before answering.

"I don't know."