Kayli's POV
I stared at Minty as her face shuffled through emotions. Happiness, to understanding, to guilt, to sadness. I said nothing, just let her go through the motions. Whatever was happening was about me, and I didn't know if me interfering would help. Finally she smiled, but it was wrong. It didn't reach her eyes. "You can stay here tonight, okay? Have you eaten? I'll go finish dinner. I made enough for two." She said quietly. I shook my head, but she was gone. When she came back, I noticed two things. One, there was one bowl. And two, she wore a sweater. I said nothing, but...it was the beginning of September. It was almost sixty degrees outside. Why would she wear a sweater? When she noticed me staring she tugged her sleeves down. "I was cold," She hissed softly. I averted my eyes to the bowl she carried. She set it down in front of me and I smiled. Bow tie pasta with some sort of sauce that smelled really good. I looked over at her place and nothing sat there. I questioned her with my gaze and she looked away. "Not hungry," She mumbled. I nodded slowly and began to eat. She watched me eat, surprised. I blushed and looked down. I was hungrier than I though. "This is good," I mumbled. She let out a roar of laughter, startling me, before walking into the living room, laughing to herself. She flipped on some anime and watched it. She pulled out a phone and texted somebody, to which there was a call to her. She groaned but nonetheless got up and walked out of the apartment, answering as she went. I could hear mumbling, but I could not make out what she said. I shrugged and kept eating. I heard her begin to yell. I had no clue what she was saying, it was muffled, but it was violent. A string of profanities. A hurtful tone. A malicious voice. A violent screaming that came from outside. I couldn't help the fear that settled in my heart. I suppose I wasn't the only one who changed, but she...she wasn't the same. She was another person. And as the violent screaming echoed through the walls, I knew I wanted to help. But...who was I helping? I didn't know. I didn't know who she was. And the look on her face when she came in, said she didn't either.
Soon it will be over, and buried with our past
We used to play outside when we were young,
And full of life and full of love
Some days, I don't know if I am wrong or right
Your mind is playing tricks on you my dear
'Cause though the truth may vary
This ship will carry our bodies safe to shore
Hey!
Don't listen to a word I say
Hey!
The screams all sound the same
Though the truth may vary
This ship will carry our bodies safe to shore
You're gone, gone, gone away I watched you disappear
All that's left is the ghost of you
Now we're torn, torn, torn apart
There's nothing left to do
Just let me go, we'll meet again soon.
Mint's POV
I texted Greg, telling him I didn't know what to do about New Jersey. He called me and I groaned, walking outside io answer. "Yes?" I asked, hoping to get the point across that I was agitated by his call. "What do you mean, you don't know?" He questioned, annoyed. "Kayli and I. We've made up. I'm not sure if I can leave her so soon after I got her back." I told him. "You should. She'll just hurt you again." He said nonchalantly. "ABSOLUTELY NOT!" I yelled. He remained silent for a moment. "Leave her before she leaves you." He demanded quietly. I screamed and yelled at him, she was everything to me. I couldn't leave her. She'd never hurt me. I called him cuss words. I said mean things. But he was gone. I shut off my phone angrily and realised Kayli was still in there. My eyes widened and I walked in. I was a horrible person. I scared myself. She stared at me with fear, watching my every movement like I would hurt her. I held out my hand and she nodded once before continuing to eat. She did not talk to me, even as we lay in bed that night. Oh no.
Greg's POV
I slammed my phone shut as Mont screamed and leaned my back against the wall. Damnit! She can't stay here for some girl that hurt her! I continued to rant silently about her stupidity, but somewhere in me, I knew the truth. I didn't want to go alone. My friend's mother walked in with a sandwich and I took it gratefully, mumbling my thanks before beginning to eat, irritated still by Mint. She shouldn't stay here. I shouldn't have taken her back here. I shouldn't have told her to come home. I shouldn't have made her go to Kayli's house. I shouldn't have cheated on her so long ago. I shouldn't, I shouldn't, I shouldn't have. I sighed as I took another bite. I shouldn't even care.
Ollie's POV (AH dayum it's going down)
I always thought death started on a black room. I mean, that's how it was always written. You stood in a black room until otherwise notified. I guess I was never really a religious person, but I expected something. It's like sleeping dreamlessly. Nothing was there, exactly, but I was conscious of myself. I knew I wasn't awake, but it doesn't feel like I'm sleeping, so I'm probably dead. It's kind of nice. Oh shit. Shock washed through me. Mint. Where was she? I struggled to open my eyes, but they were heavy. All of the sudden, Mint could wait. Reality hurt. What I could only assume was death pushed against me, dark and peaceful, but I could not hold it. I couldn't get it off me. All I could do was keep it from crushing me. Resisting the urge to give up. I held the world on my shoulders, but I could not stand. I could only keep the weight of the world from crushing me. I held the world as reality bounced in my head. It was kind of distracting, but not enough to overpower the pain. Reality sucked. The world sucked. I thought about this and let go. I stopped resisting, and the world swallowed me into a peaceful, lonely oblivion.
A/N: Oh, the feels. But that's okay. Tell me what you think I'm those nifty comment boxes, they're hella cool and you should like totally write nice thing about me and send me virtual hugs.
Unless you're a Gryffindor. *mumbles about their disgrace and lack of personal space*
