Evan's POV
I'm sitting on my bed with my head on my knees and I'm looking at my phone, basically sobbing. I click the power button and throw it at my wall causing my mom to assume something is wrong. "Is everything okay, sweetie?" She asks from down the hall.
"Yeah mom, everything is fine." I say through sobs.
"No it's not. I'm coming in." She says her voice full of worry. When she walks in she notices my crying and sits next to me rubbing circles on my back. "Evan sweety, what's wrong? Did someone say something? I can tell you through your phone." She says gesturing towards the wall where my phone is sitting on the floor. I just shake my head. "Hey, Evan, it's okay, you can tell me, I'm your mom."
"I-it's nothing. We um. Well, we uh we had a fight. Um well- itwasnothingreallyIpromise. I just. I was mean and um now- now he is angry and I- I don't know what to do. He is really, really, really mad. He has- he has every right to hate me. We'll probably never be friends again. It's- um it's okay. Yeah so I guess we're fighting. I'm fine."
"Awe sweetie. You're fighting? It's okay. You don't have to say you're fine. I know you're not. You're crying. I assume it's with Jared."
"Yeah mom, with Jared who else would I fight with. I have no other friends. Well family friends I guess. And I don't even have him anymore."
"What do you mean 'family friends'?" She asks. "You guys aren't family friends. You met in kindergarten."
"I know. That's what confuses me. He says we're 'family friends'. What does that even mean? He's like, 'Not friends, Evan, we're family friends, there's a difference.' Like, what? We used to be friends. Best friends."
"I thought you were more." My mom adds; I ignore her.
"I didn't even understand what the difference was. He got to be an asshole and only talked to me so his parents would pay his car insurance."
"Jared's parents don't pay his car insurance. What do you mean?"
"He tried to make it very clear that they did. He would always say that's the only reason he would talk to me. What do you mean they don't pay his car insurance?"
"I don't know." She says looking as if she's trying to think it out.
"I don't get it. And apparently he doesn't like me but we fight and he gets all sad and angry and angsty break up-y. I don't understand. I mean if he doesn't like me, at all, why does he act like it hurts him when we fight. We used to be so close now he wants nothing to do with me." I say, crying, still.
"I have no clue sweetheart. I would ask him."
"No. He probably wants nothing to do with me. I mean I was such an asshole. I mean he was too. But I was so much worse. So, so much worse. Mom, I was so mean." I say leaning into her. She rubs my back until I fall asleep.
Jared's POV
After Evan finishes yelling at me through text, I put my phone down and cried. I cried for maybe 2 hours before calling Heidi. My parents are never home and they wouldn't have answered.
After about 2 rings she picks up. "Hi Jared, how are you?"
"I made a mistake."
"It's okay. Did your parents not pick up?" She asks. I love Heidi she's so nice. She's the mom I wish I had.
"I didn't even call them. Is he okay? I shouldn't care but I kind of do. Like I want nothing to do with him at the moment but I want to know if he is okay?" I say.
"He's fine. He's asleep. Why did you guys fight?" She asks.
"He was doing the whole Connor project thing and he was becoming better friends with a dead kid he never knew than whatever we had been. I know I wasn't particularly the nicest but..." I cut myself off.
"What were you guys?" She asked as if she thought we were dating or something. To be fair there was a short while I thought we might have been too.
"I don't know. I thought we were pretty good friends."
"You thought you were more than friends didn't you?"
"What?" I say blushing a little. Heidi knows me too well.
"You did but you never had been. Why did you lie to him about car insurance then?" At this question I became very confused. How did she know about that?
"Evan told you didn't he?" I asked. I didn't think Heidi would find out. I don't even know why I said it. "I felt confused." I didn't even know I said it out loud.
"What were you confused about?"
"You know Heidi I think I'm feeling better. Thank you for listening to my rants um-"
"Jared? Don't make me come to your house."
"I don't know. I don't know. I- I don't know."
"I think you do." And then she hung up.
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