Don't Disappear

Chapter 8 (BMC & DEH)

TW: Mention of abandonment... If you Teddy-Bears ever want to talk, I'm always here!!

Rich-
I knew something about Evan, no one else knew. He was oblivious that I knew it, too. He was curious on figuring that out though.

"You sure you want to spend the night, sweetie?" Asked Heidi.
"Yes I'm sure," replied Evan smiling back at us.
"Ok, I'll run to the house to grab use some clothes, do any of you boys need anything?" She asked the ones of us who weren't as tall as sky scrapers, plus, she knew my secret, too.
"Yes m'am," I replied happily.
"Michael?" She asked.
"I'm ok, m'am, I have clothes over here from when I left them," he replied.
"Ok, you want to come pick something out, Rich and Evan?" She asked.
"Sure," I replied, following her to her house.

We walked into her house. It was a two story. I followed Evan to his room, upstairs, he grabbed a blue polo shirt and some khaki pants, similar to the outfit he was already wearing. He opened some drawers as I looked at his room full of pictures of trees, some of them were drawings.
"You're a good drawer," I stated, interrupting the awkward silence.

He shuddered looking at a shirt. "Hey you ok?" I asked concerned. "Y-yeah," he stuttered out. He handed me a shirt it was from the 'Something Rotten' musical, something I actually liked. "I didn't know you liked musicals," I said. "I don't," he muttered, "it was my dad's, he sends them to me on my birthday," he replied looking away. "Oh, I'm, sorry, my home life is complicated also," I stated. "My home life isn't complicated, he left, he's never coming back, and I could care less what happens to him," he stated obviously triggered. He gasped realizing what he said. "I'm sorry I didn't mean to..." I started. "No, I'm sorry, I don't know how hard your home life is," he replied.

I left him in his bedroom and walked into a bathroom we passed on the way to his room. I walked in taking off my normal eyeball-soul-blue tank top revealing my skin toned binder, cringing at the pain. I then threw on the comfy "Come From Away" shirt, it was a little loose but felt nice. I walked out of the bathroom and into Evan's bedroom. He handed me a pair of tree pj pants.

We walked down the stairs, his mom handed him a backpack. She smiled at us. We walked out the front door. Evan shut the door quietly.

"You can keep the shirt if you want, and if you want to talk about anything I'll always be here for you," he stated. "Ok, thanks little treebro," I replied messing up his hair. We walked in Jeremy's house, his dad was sitting on the couch with the light off, watching TV, pants-less. We walked behind him and down the stairs into the basement. It looked like total chaos.

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Jake-
As soon as Rich left with Evan and Mrs. Heidi, it turned to total chaos down here.

"Michael?" asked Jeremy.
"Yes," replied Michael.
"Why did you ignore me when I was with Christine?" he asked pausing the game. Michael looked at me worried. I felt worried too.
"I-I uh," he started.
"I felt like you deserved someone better, someone who really cared about you," he replied smiling with pride. I faced palmed myself.
Jeremy stood up, turning off the game. "Really, who would you think would be better?" He asked.
"Umm, well, someone you have known for a long time, and trust," Michael replied, Oh lord, I thought, getting up preparing my self to hold them from attacking eachother.
"I have known her since 7th grade, about 4 years!!" He shouted angrily.
"Yeah, and somehow, you've known other people for longer but ditched them the chance you got,Veronica," he muttered the last part.
"Did you just compare me to one of your moms?" Jeremy asked.
"Maybe, why is it your problem," he asked.
Jeremy picked up a pillow and launched it at Michael with his long arm, Michael caught it in mid air, and from there it got worse.
"Calmed down, you guys are best friends," I shouted holding them off of eachother.
"How does someone who abandons you the second they have a chance at being popular, deserve the title of a "best friend"?" asked Michael.
"How many times do I have to say sorry?" asked Jeremy, tearing up, but I couldn't tell if they were angry tears or disappointed tears.

Finally Rich and Evan walked in.

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Rich-
I walked in to find Jake holding Michael and Jeremy off of eachother, and not in the way I would have expected.

I walked down the steps. Jumped onto the back of the couch and lurched myself onto Jeremy's face like an angry monkey. Jeremy tripped and fell, while Evan and Jake made Michael sit on the coffee-table. I got up and made Jeremy sit across from him.

Jeremy-
So after being attacked by the flying Rich, he made me sit across from Michael.

"Now both of you two apologize to each other," stated Jake.
"Sorry," we both said at the same time.
"Now Michael, tell Jeremy," said Rich.
"B-b..." he started.
"No "buts" tell him," said Rich serious.
"Yeah tell me Mikey," I stated my anger disappearing.
Michael grabbed my hand and looked me in the eyes, I knew something was wrong. I hope he's not dying or anything.
"Jerbear, please don't hate me but I love you," he stated.

And the whole world stopped. And turned black.

Pitch black.

(952 words) ;)