Disclaimers: I own nothing

Mike's P.O.V:

How did I not notice it? It should have been obvious when he kept asking to borrow markers and computer cleaner. But I guess I didn't see it. It should have been completely clear when the razor blades from the bathroom began to go missing. And, how did I not notice his lack of interest in anything. I knew Chuck had made some new friends, but I had never met them, how was I to know that they weren't good news. Well, thanks to them, Chuck is taking therpay sessions from me now. So far, the only thing he's told me is that he never wanted to do any of what he did, he just wanted to fit in with a diffrent crowd. After we found out about his LARPing, he said he felt like such a loser. I told him that what he did was dangerous, and I'd rather have him be a loser, than dead.

Did he care? Probably not.

"Mikey..." He tried reasoning with me, "You think LARP is stupid, and you probably think I'm a nerd for doing it..."

"Chuck, getting high just to impress people is stupid, and I think you're crazy for doing it!"

I ask again, did he care? Nope. How do I know? Because he turned around and did it again.

A/N: Sorry If Chuck seemed a little ooc, but oh well. THANKS FOR READING!