I still got your back, you stupid bad-ass

Understanding

Kenny's Look on Life

(A few days later)

The sky was dark, almost charcoal with a tint of midnight blue. Patches of silver jewels known as stars shine down, and as I stargazed, I wondered if life could have turned out differently for me.

What if Chris and I had never been best friends? What if I had a nice, loving father instead of a drunk abusive alcoholic, would I still be as strong as I was now?

Looking back, I couldn’t really imagine life without Chris. He’s always been there for me.

If my dad wasn’t such a bastard, maybe I wouldn’t have forced myself to be strong. I wouldn’t know how to fight. I wouldn’t have been able to help Chris, we never would have met, and yes, everything would be different.

But despite everything I went through--all the heartbreak, confusion, misunderstanding, and the arguments; it was a botch getting through it, but now that I look back I was glad it happened. My life wasn’t a big ball of crap after all.

So, where would I be without Chris?

Well, I have no idea where Chris would be. Maybe dead? I mean if I never helped him, he either would've died in that fight or had a million more until someone had enough.

Me, I would probably date different guys, but never actually find the right one for me. I would probably feel an unexplainable emptiness in me from lack of love and a best friend, and I'd always wonder why.

I just couldn’t imagine it. This was my life, and I was happy with it.

I felt someone wrap a soft blanket around me, and I smiled, feeling his arms.

“Found you.” he whispered.

I shivered slightly when he kissed my neck.

“You know, it’s really upsetting when you spend three hours trying to make cookies for your girlfriend and she’s not there to watch you make a fool of yourself.”

I bit my lip to hide a smile. “Oh, so I’m your girlfriend now?”

He pouted. “I was trying to be smooth.”

I laughed. “Nice try.”

He continued pouting, so I kissed his jaw to make him stop. Looks like it worked.

“So where are these cookies you’ve been trying to make for the past three hours?”

Chris grinned and raised a bag of cookies. It was tied with a blue ribbon, and there was a huge smiley face drawn on the plastic.

I laughed again. “Very original mister.”

“I know.” he smirked.

He unwrapped the bag and fed me a cookie. I chewed slowly, teasing him.

“Well? How is it?” he asked impatiently.

“Hm...they're pretty ugly but... Delicious,” I whispered in his ear, playing with him. He shivered slightly.

I took another cookie and held it up to him. He took a bite and watched me while he chewed.

“Comments?” I asked softly.

He leaned in. “I think you’re right.”

Then he crashed his lips on mine, and I responded eagerly.

It didn’t matter that the place wasn’t on the balcony of some expensive hotel, or at the beach with our feet on the sand, or even in some private setting.

All that mattered was that he kissed me. Finally kissed me.

It was sweet, and tasted of chocolate chips. It couldn’t be any more perfect.

It was worth the wait.

He pulled away after a few minutes. Smiling, he tilted his head. “Am I allowed to kiss my girlfriend?”

I laughed, a little breathless. “Too late to ask, you idiot.”

Chris smiled again, and our lips met in a slow, romantic kiss.

I had a feeling there was going to be a lot more kisses from now on.

Now that was something to look forward to.

“I love you,” he whispered against my lips.

“I love you more,” I said, slightly teasing.

"Not possible." He said smiling.

"Yes possible."

And under the starry night sky we kissed.

****

Love makes you do stupid things. It makes you blind.

I learned a lot about love with what I was going through.

Chris meeting Addie.

Grace being murdered.

Mom becoming abusive.

Almost killing myself.

Mom getting arrested.

Me and Chris wondering if the Kingston’s should adopt me or let me go to foster care.

Chris saying he loves me.

Chris refusing my love.

Running away.

Getting adopted.

Going to London.

Ironically finding myself back to where Chris was.

Chris acting like a jerk when we finally meet after a whole year of being apart.

Chris getting engaged to Rozlyn.

My house on fire.

Almost dying and Chris saving me.

Becoming friends with Chris again.

Chris fighting for me.

Chris asking me out.

Becoming his girlfriend.

A lot happened. And in the end, Chris and I went through it together. We still love each other, despite everything that’s happened.

Coming back here was like fate, and he was my destiny.

As cliché as that sounds, it’s true.

I fell in love with my best friend.

But there was something missing.

There's one chapter left.

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