Nothing To See Here

Chapter 6 - Crybaby

I was smiling now.

More than I ever had in a long time, and surprisingly, I didn't have to fake it. I smiled to myself in the morning, I smiled at my friends, and I tried to smile like my sister. Blurryface always met up with me at the bar, and we soon developed a routine: meet at the bar, talk for an hour, walk around the city, Blurryface walks me home and then we wait until the next day to start all over again.

It was hard not to like him, he had a soft laugh, he was open about how he feels, and had tired eyes similar to mine. He was perfect, but I couldn't, I can't find the strength in me to love him. That part of me is too weak to be shown to the world, and this was proven to be true the last time it came out. This part of me gets attached too quickly, is illogical, irresponsible, and got rid of my first love, Johnny.

Johnny was wonderful, he had a boyish grin, a wonderful laugh and was sensitive to everything. He was my friend and he was my first boyfriend before I was kidnapped. He was my first kiss, my everything. Nothing and no one could compare to him, because he was the only one who let the weak part of me out and will be the last.

I can't afford heartbreak another time, I don't want to hurt another person and the only way I can do that if the weak part of me stays out of my way. But every single time I've met him, he has this weird way of making me feel safe and that all was right with the world, even thinking about it now makes me smile.

"Uh, Babes?" The high pitched voice of Kaitlyn asked, snapping me out of my internal monologue.

"Yeah, what is it?" I muttered, annoyed at her for taking me out of my happy thoughts.

"The other day we were talking about having a surprise party for Brianna, because her birthday is tomorrow, but she has to go with her parents to a vacation they planned for, her" the blonde paused, rolling her eyes, "We wanted to have the party today, so she could have some real fun before the parental units snatch her up,"

I took a moment to mull it over, braiding and unbraiding my two-toned hair before answering, "Sure, we can probably rent a nice car for her or whatever,"

"Oh my god! That is such a good idea, Babes!" She exclaimed, clapping her hands together excitedly.

Suddenly, her phone buzzed at the corner of my bed with her fathers contact popping up on the screen. Kaitlyn made a face before snatching up her purse along with her phone and hurriedly made her way toward the door saying, "Gotta go, by the way, bring the guy you meet up with at the bar all the time. See you Babes!"

I opened my mouth to deny it, but before I could utter a syllable, the door slammed shut.

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On the way to the bar, I thought of ways to bring up the party, failing each time; they were all either too direct, too romantic, or too insincere for my liking. I was so deep in my thoughts that I bumped straight into Blurryface who was right in front of me. He turned around just as I was scrambling to hide my blush.

"S-sorry, I was- I just had some stuff on my mind, and um, I accidentally, sorry" I rambled, uncharacteristically embarrassed.

"No, its fine, really," He answered in a voice so sincere that I almost thought I was going to cry over how nice he was on top of my blubbering mess.

Blurryface must of noticed my anxiousness and my rambling, or it could have been something else, but he brought me into a tight hug; when he pulled back he wore a happy grin on his face that I matched.

"So, spit it out, what do you want to tell me?" The brunette inquired, now that the mood had gotten a bit less awkward.

"Well I was wondering if you wanted to go to a party with me, it's for a friend," I said before adding with a smile, "And my friends have been wanting to meet you,"

He immediately made an over exaggerated thinking face, scratching his head as if I asked him to solve a calculus problem before, saying "Why not? You'll be there, and that's good enough for me,"

I felt my cheeks burn, smiling in a silent thanks. We both enjoyed a few moments of happy silence before an expensive car pulled up in front of the bar, a window rolling down to reveal the excited faces of my friends as they screamed at me to get in the car.

"You and your boyfriend get in here before we are late!" Amy yelled, beckoning to us with her perfectly manicured hands.

His cheeks turned pink as he looked down at me with a confused glance, I shrugged and started walking over to the car, his hand grasping mine.

Maybe this won't be a huge train wreck after all.