Don't Let Me Go

Don't Let Me Go - Chapter 4

I'm fucking lazy and I procrastinate a lot so that is the reason why I haven't updated in like a century.

For Marie. She wants to spend her time prodding the shit out of my balls if I don't post a new chapter. 

And I am truly sorry for the offensive language. I just feel like putting it. I don't know why.

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 Still June 25 

The three of us planned to hang out the next day. Unfortunately, Dylan remembered he had to deal with other stuff that obviously involved Sarah McKinley and bailed on us. It sucked to find out that your best friend and life long crush is dating your mortal enemy. Sarah and I weren't the type of people who were best friends once and later on became the best enemies. How cliché is that? The first time we saw each other, we instantly became rivals. I don't know why, but I think that's just how it goes. Can't argue with that. And if I were to choose to be friends with that girl or to jump off a cliff, I'd rather jump than to take my suffering. In other words I would fucking die rather than to be all girly and shit with that fake Sarah.

To make matters worse, Sarah appeared out of nowhere and clinged to Dylan's right arm and gave him a side hug. The girl practically had "Back off girlfriend, he's mine" tattooed on her forehead. 

"I missed you baby," she cooed. Ugh. How can Dylan stand this slut? I mean, seriously. A tattered cropped shirt showing off her stomach and a hideous belly piercing. Okay.. I have to admit I think it was kind of cute. UGH what the hell am I saying OF COURSE it's no where near cute. She's wearing mini-shorts which looked like it shrank after putting it in the washer. And five-inched stilletos for such a normal day in the mall. Please don't tell me that's what's normal to her. To top it all off, I think she caked her face with six layers of make-up. Uh, hello?! This isn't some kid's birthday party. Nobody hired a clown.

Okay maybe that was too harsh. But hey, I don't lie! Okay maybe that's a lie too. I lie often. But not too often. OMG lieception. Am I giving you a massive headache? No? Yes? 

"Hey Sarah," Dylan kissed her. Barf. Talk about PDA. Am I actually seeing this? Kyle and I looked at each other simultaneously with disgusted faces. His eyes obviously read 'Oh my fucking god what has Dylan become'. I wanted to shout "A MANWHORE, KYLE! A MANWHORE!" but I don't want Sarah to devour me in public. I mean, it would be totally rude to do it and she must devour me in private because that is what sluts do to innocent (not really) girls like me.

It was actually a bad time to laugh at that moment but I did it anyway. Seriously. The look on Kyle's face was priceless. Honestly I would continue laughing my ass off but Sarah's intense glare was scaring the shit out of me. I stopped laughing and coughed.

"OK." Dylan clapped his hands. "I guess we better get going now. It was awesome to see you again Nerdy Kyley. Hope we could make plans soon. See ya Kenzie." He placed on the cutest lopsided grin on his face and my heart melted like it was ice cream. They started to walk away from us. As an idiot I am, I waved at him crazily and never stopped until Kyle took a hold of my hand.

"What?" I asked, dazed. "Stop waving like the idiot you are and let's go and buy some ice cream," he went serious for a while but then he chuckled and smiled at me. There was something about his smile that made me remember the Kyle he used to be.

He dragged me over to Pepito Gelato and we ordered. We then claimed our table. Neither of us were speaking but it was comfortable anyways. I was so busy toying my phone that I didn't realize my ice cream arrived. I looked over to see Kyle's progress but he was already done wolfing down the sweet dessert. Then I looked at my large glass cup. It melted.