"That's harsh, I understand how you feel. It's like you don't even know what love is."
"Right! And I don't wanna say or do anything that I'm gonna regret in the far future or something. I'm just a teen."
She wraps her arm around my shoulders and leans her head against mine. "So tell him how you feel. There's no reason at all why you guys should be so quick to make a commitment and stuff."
Sigh. Why is teen life so complicated?!
"Hey, you know what else." She says.
"What?"
"Rach and I, we love you. You don't have to go through anything alone, remember that ok?"
I nod and hug my best friend.
We walked around the house 3 times and then I hear something. On the roof, is not Nick, but Brandon.
I stop and look up. Under the moon, I can only see the outline of him, and something in his hand...O God is that a bottle?
Stupid!
"What's wrong, you ready to go inside?" Caramel asks.
"No, actually you go ahead. I'll be in, in a minute."
She looks smiles, gives me another hug and goes in the house.
I walk around the house to the tree that Brandon mush have climbed to get on the roof.
I climb up, walk to him and take the half empty (or half full) bottle of vodka from his hands. "Stupid."
"Hey, that's not nice." He says, his voice sorta slurring.
"Your breath is not nice. What the hell is wrong with you Brandon."
"Everything."
I kneel down next to him, he reeks of alcohol and there's a thin line of blood running down his wrist.
"You cut yourself?"
"So? Look, why are you up here."
"Cuz I can be. Why are you doing this to yourself?"
"Because I can. Because it takes away the pain."
"But this isn't the way to solve your problems! What's so bad about your life that you would cut yourself?"
"I've lost everything."
I guess he's talking about Nick, his mom, his dignity, est.....
I can't help for feel bad for him. He pulled on a good act, I'll give him that much. I should leave, but what kind of person would I be if I left him up here in tears?
Yes, he's in tears.
I sit on my butt and look up to the sky. There are sooo many stars out tonight.
"The only thing my mom and I would do together was look up at the sky, because of the stars. She said they reminded her of diamonds."
"So what your gonna sit here and reminisce now?"
"Shut up! I'm trying to have a tender moment and your ruining it."
He smiles, so I must be doing something right. "My bad."
"So anyway... She used to say that she loved diamonds because you never have to worry about them leaving you or making you cry. They're perfect. They last forever and they make you look good...."
I smile at myself.
"Then one day, I went into her room and I took one of her necklaces out jewelry box, just to see how it feels and stuff, ya know?"
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