Chapter Eleven - A Little Secret

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Ian Hecox

I had no idea what came over me. I regret everything I had said. Those hurtful words just came out of anger, "Anthony! Where are you going, man?"

My friend looked back at me, his face red with frustration, "Away from you!" He shouted and turned his back on me again, his arm around Billy's shoulder.

"C'mon don't do this man, I'm sorry!" I apologized; he did not seem to hear.

"You've done enough, Ian!" They continued to walk away from Mari and me.

"I'm sorry!" I whimpered.

"I've had enough of your bullshit." This was ending badly.

"We need to go back!"

"Go on without me!" He yelled, "You'd be better off without me anyway."

My eyes were itchy, I was actually tearing up. "C'mon man! You know I can't leave without you." I wept.

"Forget it." My friend bellowed.

"I'm sorry!" I repeated.

"I don't want to talk about it anymore." Anthony shook it off, disappearing from my view. Well, it just happened, Anthony and I were no longer friends, which I thought was impossible, not anymore. We had our fights but we would always sort it out, yet this one was the worst. I buried my head in my hands and cried.

Then Mari's arm wrapped around my shoulder, "Don't worry, it'll be alright, He'll be back." She calmly said.

"I can't leave without him." I said.

"I know how it feels to lose a boyfriend." Boyfriend?!

My head shot up from my hands, "Whoa, whoa. Anthony and I are not a couple, Mari." I blurted out.

"I'm kidding." She laughed.

"Can't two guys be close friends without being mistaken as a gay couple?" I complained. "Damn Ianthony fanfics."

"It's a joke. Cheer up, man!" Mari said.

Anthony Padilla

"C'mon man, I'm sorry!" It felt heavy but I couldn't take it anymore, I've had enough of Ian's cocky attitude. I don't want to be friends with him anymore. Yeah it's painful after all we've been through but that was the last straw, he'd been too mean on Billy and now look what he did, the boy had been crying for thirty minutes and I have no idea how to calm the poor boy down.

"Billy, it's alright." I softly said as I pat his back, but he continued to sob, his face buried in his hands.

"W-why i-is Ian s-so m-mean?" Billy stuttered, holding back tears.

"Don't worry about him, he's a dick." I said.

"Thanks for sticking up for me back there." Billy smiled.

"No problem, kid, how about we go someplace we could eat? I haven't eaten in ages." I suggested, I don't consider canned dog foods as real food.

"Firetruckin' yeah!" He jumped in excitement. Billy and I went to grab some food at a fast food joint, a couple of mile walk, just to calm our rumbling tummies. I recalled, we haven't eaten anything since we got here. I ordered a vegan meal and an iced tea, "What do you want, Billy?" I asked him, "It's on me."

"R-really?" Billy mumbled.

"Yep." I said, popping the P.

"I'll have the double burger, a Grande sized Coke, large French fries, 16 oz sundae." Whoa, that's a lot for a boy like him.

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