Hey. You're back and I also had a heart attack. Outstanding move from you.

Gramma. You need some.

It was for comedic purposes.

Well, I'm no viewer of your videos.

I need to entertain you.

Who says you don't already?

Oohh, you're smooth. I like it.

You have no clue. Haha.

Twit twit twoo.

Shut up.

"Pizza is here." I smiled back at Jaren and I took the food. He smiled at me and then his eyes landed on the monitor. He gave me one of his passing smiles and spoke briefly with Evan. Hardly anything passed between the two. Jaren was off and I would have to deal with it later.

You look like you should work at hooters.

I giggled like a schoolgirl. The type of giggle only Jaren had managed to elicit from me and I heard my door slam as Jaren left. He was clearly upset that we had not worked out as he had hoped but he was only using me as a go-between and I was not going to be some doormat.

You look like you need some new jokes.

Oh. And you told me to shut up.

You're insufferable. I dislike you.

Good thing I love you.

Well, I love you more. Nothing gets me going like a cartoon owl. I bet you get all the girls with that.

We spoke until Evan slowly fell into a deep sleep and I listened as he snored loudly. It was a pet peeve if they snored loudly but he wasn't one to commonly make a noise and so I could handle it. I took a photo and my Snapchat was notified. The story was seen and screenshots taken for another use. All of my social media was hit up with tags as the image spread.

This was when I ended the chat and sent a picture to Evan. He would see it when he was awake but something else had to be dealt with first. The call had ended and my mind was focused.

My hand came and met the wooden door on the other side of my house. In a few seconds, the door swung open and I walked in. We had finished eating, both of us, and the box was still in my study. Jaren moved back to his computer and I leant up against his desk to gain his attention. I was just at his left.

"Why are you upset?" I may as well have not asked the question as he carried on with his editing. Nothing to show that he had heard me. I watched as he saved and then clicked the off button on the screen. There was just enough light for me to see him frown deeply for a second. "Jaren, just because we aren't in a romantic relationship it doesn't mean we can't have a friendly relationship. I still care about you and you know that. I love you as a friend. I want you to be happy." I turned and slowly moved my body down into a crouch. He told me nothing. Just looked at me. Like he was still waiting for me to talk. "Jaren. I understand. I do. I didn't want us to end, never mind end as we did but you were a hell of a lot happier and then you have hit a corner and won't even talk to me. It has been two months. I have turned 19. I know you didn't know. Only Matt did and he sent me a present. But I dealt with it. I spoke to Matt a little. You, you haven't said a word to anyone. John had no clue. You forget that a dear brother of yours was hitting on me at our first meeting. He had no clue that we had ended it. It sucks, I want to cry all the time. I dislike talking to you because you make me feel guilty for not being what you wanted but that is the past. Please just talk to me. None of this is your fault. I have put a lot of pressure onto myself, for no reason, and the rest is part of a breakup." I moved my hand to rest on his but he pulled away and the gradually darkening sky made me glad. He couldn't see my face properly. Or the tears.

"You have no clue what it is like. For you, it was easy to move on. Have you ever had to pick up pieces? No. I was happy and comfortable with you and then I wasn't. You got distant and did I don't know what with Matt." My face was covered in tears but a wave of anger had filled my mind.

"You forget. Almost two years ago I returned from school and got told my parents had killed themselves. I had to go to court for the money they left me. I had to pay off their debts. The debts are the things that led them to it. I was in a year-long relationship where I woke up wondering what would happen to me that day. If he would punch, kick or push my body. I lost myself and Matt kept me from following my parents. Not only that but he is gay. So gay that he would need some glasses to see straight. I have had to pick up the pieces. My ex-boyfriend was just killed. Yesterday. That isn't fair. He was a bad man but it was a mistake. Selling what he thought to be one thing only for it to be another. I know I shouldn't defend him but I also held on because of him. He made me feel wanted. You made me feel wanted but I wasn't. Not by you at least." I stood properly and walked from the room. My head held as high as I could keep it. Jaren called my name but I walked on. He didn't really want me to turn around.

My arms automatically reached for the blue towel in my room before I walked into the bathroom and ran the water. Heat and a soft comfort covered me as the water ran over my body. I hugged myself close as the tears and eventual sobs hit me. They hit hard.