Different- meat & potatoes fanfic (Avi and Kevin)

Say a prayer

Scott and I beat each other for about a minute till we noticed. I wish we could laugh at it at that moment but we had to stay focused, I laughed a little in my heart. He smirked a bit. Kate and the hobo haven't noticed yet. We pretended to fight as we walked to the right in unison, trying not to be suspicious. Avi and Mitch were still lying in those black sacks, though they didn't wriggle as much, at least they could breathe a little. That fucking shit psycho.
Scott and I were now about 3 feet away from them, and 6 away from Kate and the hobo. This couple of worms were still beating each other. Haha, she really wasn't as smart as she thought she was. And the hobo? About 60 IQ in my opinion. But still don't have a clue of who he is. Maybe she is threatening him as well. I wouldn't be surprised one bit.
I could hear Avi and Mitch breathing heavily. It gave me a little flashback, to be honest. Shut up Kev, not the greatest time for that, I thought.
In the meanwhile, Kate fell on the floor. The hobo didn't seem to sober up and help her. He just breathed heavily and looked at her. She seemed unconscious, though everything was blurry to me due to the fact that Scott and I still pretended to be fighting. And then Scott backed off and did something quite peculiar.
"Next time you shouldn't be so naive, really. Playing cello and beatboxing at the same time, going to Yale, and still- a mouse could beat you in a battle of wits. Now goodbye, spitter". He took each sack in each hand and ran away, dragging them on the floor. "And by the way, your car's waiting for me!" He screamed as he kept running. I was standing there in shock. The hobo started running after him, so I knocked him down and kept on standing there in shock. What the fuck?! Seriously, what the fucking fuck?! Scott, one of my best friends in the whole wide world, just re-kidnapped another one of my best friends in the whole wide world and my boyfriend, and he also stole my car. My wallet was also in it. Jesus. How am I gonna be able to trust anyone now? First there was my best friend Lynn who snitched on me sleeping with a hooker (who, by the way, worked as a prostitute due to her own will, and not because she couldn't pay rent or anything like that), then this Kate bitch, who was Avi's friend and then girlfriend for so long, and now this?! What's next, is my sister going to come here and say she broke the secret deal we made when I was 4? What's wrong with me? Why is this happening right now?
And as a tear was making its way across my cheek toward my neck, I heard a slight moan. I ran away instantly. Kate was waking up. The best I could hope for is that she'll unload her anger on the hobo.
I was now walking across a strange street witch I wasn't familiar with, after I ran like 5 blocks and 20 minutes straight without stopping. Guess all that gym work pays of by the end of the day. I also didn't know the neighborhood and the people around didn't seem very nice. It was starting to get dark. Long day. Just make it end, God, would you? Please listen to me, please. I'll do my best tomorrow, but there is no best nor worst left of me today, so please, god, make this day end. I'm cold, tired, hungry and betrayed, what else do you want? I was weeping. I haven't prayed for so long. But why would this work? God Hates Fags, doesn't he? God Hates Fags. I repeated it in my head for about 3 more blocks, till I stopped walking and sat beneath a shed of a goth-looking-shoe-store entrance. The closest to bed I could get today. At least Kate doesn't know where I am now. I guess I could go to sleep now, maybe for just a couple hours till I proceed my running away. That's low, Kev, maybe the lowest you've ever reached. Sad, huh? Yeah, pretty sad. Now let's try falling asleep, shall we? I'm so tired of counting sheep. It never works.
'I can't take this any longer. I need, I need you like water. It's on the top of my tongue, I'm not asking for much', I hummed to myself, hearing Kirstin's voice in my head. KIRSTIN!!!!!

I don't think she knows about the latest events. Maybe she should. It's now 10:30 pm. Not too late. She's also a really good friend of mine, she will understand. She will. I took my phone out of my pocket. 2%. Shit. Gonna have to make it fast. I dialed her number.
3 beeps. 4 beeps. 7. 8.
"Hello?" I heard a familiar voice.
"Kirstin! It's Kevin. Listen, can you please come pick me up? I'm in this weird street called Gold Avenue, I'll explain it all when you come, I don't have enough-" I said it all without stopping for breath and she cut me off.
"I will, but make sure you know
you're going to have to explain why Avi and Mitch were brought into my house by Scott inside two black sacks".
"They WHAT?!?!" I couldn't understand how it turned out like that.
And then my battery died.