My Two Best Friends|G.D|E.D

22|"you're thinking of a lie"

| Beth |

I quickly stumbled down my stairs after I went to the bathroom and charged my phone. I opened my front door, closed, then locked it.

I was leaving to see Damien. To see what the fuck is up.

I walked out in front of my house where my car is awlays parked to see one of my neighbors, David, inspecting my car.

David is 13 years old, and has had the biggest crush on me for as long as I could remember. He lives in the house right across mine, and from time to time I catch him snooping through his window trying to watch me.

I used to babysit him up until the point, I fell asleep on the job and caught him taking pictures of me sleeping. Yeah, that was around 4 months ago.

"Get the hell away from my car, kid," I demanded.

David stood up from his squatting position, "Your tire is dead."

I furrowed my brow and walked over, "Huh?"

I pushed David aside to see what happened and saw my used to be fully pumped tire completely deflated. This wasn't some regular deflation, someone slashed my tire.

"What the hell?!" I shouted as I turned around and aggressively grabbed David by the collar of his shirt, shaking him, causing his glasses to knock off his face.

David immediately put his hands up to surrender, "I didn't do it! I swear!"

My eyes narrowed as I looked deep into his eyes trying to figure out if this little prick was lying or not.

His arms slowly began to lower and his body felt less tense, and he smiled. "You have really pretty eyes," David said in awe.

I scoffed, "Ew," And let go out of his shirt.

I squatted down to deeply inspect my tire and sighed out of frustration.

David came up behind me and placed his hand upon my shoulder, "I know how to fix cars! I have a spare in my garage, if you need it!"

I pushed David's hand off me and stood back up, "No! Get away from me, monkey bitch."

David nodded his head with an idiotic smile across his face and quickly scurried off back to his house.

"This is ridiculous," I muttered and punched the side of my car, but as soon as I did that, I groaned from pain.

"Who the fuck would slash my tire?" I said under my breath.

Damien's car got destoryed, and so did his house, and now my car. Is there some kind of person just targeting houses and cars?

"Grayson's shoe..." I whispered to myself.

The shoe had pink paint, conveniently the day Damien's car got drenched in that exact same color.

And, now my flate tire. With my flat tire, I can't go anywhere. They both knew I was going to head to Damien's. Did the boys do this to try and stop me?

This all started once Damien and I got together. All this conflict and mysterious things that have happened so randomly, but are weirdly connected somehow.