"So... What do you think?" Kyle asked me excitedly after showing me his new video. He recently made a YouTube channel and was doing comedy videos.
Most of them were funny... and there were some that were offensive, and others that wouldn't even make you crack a smile, but he was really trying. He loved to make people laugh, but was having trouble putting his jokes into a script. They were funny, but either too long or too short. Getting his inspiration from the infamous Jenna Marbles, Shane Dawson, or Smosh, he often took some of their mannerisms and jokes unknowingly. Doing something new was hard since there was already a 'famous' youtuber doing something cool. EpicMealTime was already doing his favorite thing, which was eating the craziest shit you can imagine.
I hesitated to answer his question.
"...Honestly, Kyle... I think you need to get tested," I told him. It was by far the stupidest video he's made yet. It made no sense... At all. It was literally just a few of his friends skating in a park to screamo music. With a lot of falling down.
"I already got tested, turns out it was just a rash." he explained while looking down the front of his pants. I stared at him, not sure if he was joking or being serious. I shook my head and made a mental note to put what had just transpired into a video.
"So do you think Charlie will let you go?" he asked for the thousandth time this week. We got invited to a party earlier this week and I've been avoiding answering the question for the last two days. After what happened last time we went to a party, I've been cautious of going to another one. What of there were more than a few people doing drugs? I didn't even want to smoke weed, God forbid meth or cocaine. I saw those meth project ads, and the people at those parties strike me as the type that would leave me for dead at a hospital after an overdose.
I lied, saying that Charlie probably wouldn't let me go, when in all actuality Charlie liked and trusted Kyle because without him, I'd probably God knows where right now. Kyle was smart about things like that though. He said Forks teens are idiots because they try to throw crazy parties in town where everyone knows everyone and the cops are quick to shut it down. Unlike parties in the city where you can run if the cops did come and the next day the only reminder that you were at a party would be your hangover.
Instead of lying any further, I choose to address the situation.
"Kyle... Are there gonna be people there get stupidfacedd?" I asked seriously. He grinned at the use of the term.
"Yeah, probably. Is that a problem?" He got up from his seat and grabbed his jacket.
"Yes, it's a problem. I... don't wanna be apart of that." I explained to him. I shuddered at the thought of the police bursting down the door and finding a bunch of barely legal teens getting stupidfacedd and Charlie's face when he had to come get me from the jail. I seriously doubt he'd be happy if after years of putting it though my head that drugs were bad that he'd be okay with the fact that it was the thing I arrested for.
"Look Izzy, if you don't come the guys are gonna think you're a poser and I can't hang out with posers."
I raised an eyebrow at him.
"And what the fuck is that supposed to mean?" I was up on my feet now, completely in his face. If he was saying what I thought he was saying...
"Ugh, nothing. Never mind." he exclaimed, picking up his bag.
"You know what Kyle... Get the fuck out!" I yelled, pointing towards the door. "Go be a clusterfuck by someone else!"
"What-the fuck-ever Izzy." he mumbled and left.
This wasn't the first time he'd done something like this. Everything was about his new friends and what they would think. I didn't say anything the first time, or the time he embarrassed me in front of them, but then it got really annoying. I've never seen him do anything like this before. Kyle was always cool about everything and never let anything or anyone change him or how he saw people. But obviously, something was up. I should've known when I caught him doing drugs at the party. He didn't tell me about it before and he didn't tell me about it afterwards. I thought maybe he had forgotten about it or didn't know what was happening when he was under the influence of the drugs, but after doing some research I realized that wasn't the case at all. He was purposely avoid the subject. Which is why after I brought it up, he decided to leave. I didn't know if this was about his parents, or if he was doing it to seem cool for his friends or what, but I can honestly say that I was beginning to get scared. It was happening all over again. Just when I thought I was getting to know someone for who they really were and not their mask or who they pretend to be, they change into someone else.
The Kyle I thought I knew would've have never pressured me to do something I didn't want to do...
Edward would never pressure me into something I didn't want to do.
I quickly got rid of that thought. Edward was never the person I thought he was. Instead he was selfish and insecure. I was beginning to realize that I would never find the perfect person for me. Someone that can love me for me. Someone to trust me and share their family with me, and protect me. Security is important to me, another reason I felt safe in Edward's arms. I knew he could protect me from anything. With his ability to read minds he'd be able to hear a threat coming from a mile away, and with his strength and speed he could take anything that came his way. I thought he was perfect. I thought he was it for me, but those fairy tales lied. There isn't any such thing as a Prince Charming and happy endings are never real.
Not long, but better than nothing. Any questions? Just ask. Next chapter coming soon, if not tomorrow then the next day!