Author's Note- I just had this idea spur of the moment and decided to just talk as Tristan for a bit. For my viewers of Behind Closed Doors, I'm having writers block with that story so just bear with me for a while with that. It's not canceled, I'm just getting ideas together and plus…school life is killing me too. So without further ado, please review, view and enjoy!

Its two in the morning, Tristan is sitting up on his dark brown leather sofa from the thrift store wearing an "Skrillex" t-shirt he made himself with black shorts on typing on his Apple iBook G4 (also from thrift shop) to help him relax

Ok so it's really late, but I can't sleep. I just got a call from my sister after four years; she's doing well for herself I suppose, didn't talk to her that long. She said that's she's married now and I have a nephew which is good, but I didn't understand why she was calling me.

"Why are you calling after all of this time?"

I hear a faint snicker though the phone as if she is rolling her eyes at me smiling at me.

"I want you to come live with me and Jason, I know this is sudden and I didn't leave on good terms the last time we saw each other. But I hope because you are older now you can understand why I left. Mom is a horrible human being and deep down I think you know that because you haven't hung up the phone yet."

She still knows me so well.

"I live in FruitTop Square now, you remember that neighborhood we would always pass on our way to the….thrift shop. We would just be like "One day we're all going to live somewhere like that" it's similar to that, but bigger! (Silence on both ends). Your brother isn't too far away from here. I know you have your life over there but just know that you are more than welcome to come down here. I'd be happy to have you stay with us but you don't have to decide anything now, but just know that you can."

After all of that we talked for about a good two hours; just small talk like school, our jobs, her family, stuff like that. I never gave her an answer because I have school, work, friends and someone has to take care of mom. My sister is so one sided, yes I know that she did horrible things to the both of us but that doesn't change the fact that she's our mom.

But in her defense, I know now that Reggie was no good and her accusations toward him were true. I saw this with my own eyes so I get why she left the house but she didn't have to leave me…

NO PHONE CALL

NO LETTER

NO NOTHING!

(Minutes later, takes deep breath) I need to calm down before mom wakes up. However if I lived with her, my life would be a lot easier. No wondering whether or not bills are going to be paid, whether or not I'm going to find out that mom has gone to "paradise white" for good…

What about your friends Tristan?

They need me but I'm not blind. Joey and Yugi are like brothers now, especially on the pier when he said that he loved him and Tea has been friends with him the longest out of all of us. I can't compare to that and all I do is stand on the sidelines anyway, but they need me

What about YOU?

It's not like Facebook and Twitter don't exist, I mean Tea has her new iPhone attached to her ear (even though we can't get up with her when it counts) and she has gotten Joey into it as well. So we could keep in contact like that…..but it wouldn't be the same.

You have to face facts Tristan, you have grown apart from Joey and he is the only thing attaching you to Yugi and Tea. So there is no reason to pass up this opportunity for a better life to hold on to a friendship that is only staying afloat because of the "good ol days" which honestly ended the day you overheard Joey first saying that he wants to be Yugi's friend. You deserve to have a friend like Yugi, a life like Yugi without having to fight so hard for it. No one here is going to give to the clean slate that Joey was given, you are being treated like a lonely, thrown to the side bully you once were and no one is willing to give you a chance. You can start new, no one will know of your past. FruitTop is across the country so no one will know you, you can have the clean slate that Joey got here. The chance is here and all you have to do is take it.

This is the first time I have talked to my sister in four years. What if I don't like it over there? What if I don't like her husband? What if I don't like anything about the place?

You can always come back…

But coming back would be coming back to all this craziness. It would be nice to have a break but I just vaguely remember the person that she used to be. She would take me to the park and play with me, I just want to believe that that woman is still in there. That my mom is still in there.

Again, your mom is a drug addict with a horrible husband. I mean Reggie abused Michelle AND you, I know you don't want to face that but it's the reality. You're so big on telling everybody else the harsh truth but you have to face your own. You know this is the right thing to do.

I can't think or type anymore…..

Tristan slams his computer screen down and pushing it away from him, hugging his knees and looking around, shaking his head. Half-broken coffee table, microscopic sized TV standing on top of ten books stacked on top of each other, aluminum foil and needles everywhere (only reason it's not on the floor is because I have to constantly clean…or else), glass beer bottles everywhere (can't touch those or else).

"But what about my friends? I just….I don't" putting his head in his knees shaking uncontrollably, "I just don't know what to do".