As you get older many of those around you who grow along side you eventually disperse being replaced by entirely new people. This then in turn adds to your own growth in character combing your knowledge,experiences and influences for further understanding of the world around you.
Edd was one of those people who left those who once surrounded him. This was currently his understanding but he knew he was still very young in the bigger picture of life,inexperienced in many issues life dealt an individual or even its pleasures. To return home at eight-teen he felt like a failure as he held such promise and ambition for something more. Highest grades,deep thinker and an incredible tolerance for those around him. The very characteristics as a child however he held and the ones his parents installed upon him through a very strict style of parenting lead to a nervous disposition. The first day of university he started to slightly twitch and panic,by the end of the month emerged in something entirely new and so free he was on the floor rhythmically hitting his head and shoulder against a fresh green laid carpet. The school and his class peers were very understanding but as he grew worse the embarrassment only encouraged him to close up and it was a choice to leave for health reasons, not work capability. Though this was his own decision in his mind this wasn't how it was, or how his parents and old chums would see it.
Head hung in the back seat of his fathers very smart efficient car which was in no way personal, Edd scratched at his knuckles ignoring the view as it started to become familiar. He found scratching though if repeated would blister was a more discrete alternative to twitching if possible. He was returning home with no qualifications and no new experience of any worth and this left a heavy weight on his chest. Sighing deeply to him self he closed his eyes as he raised his head and as if on cue the car came to a halt and he could no longer feel the odd sensation of movement while sat still. Edd looked to his left timidly observing the same sights again and parted his lips, he hadn't expected a welcome party. Slightly saddened by yet again being right he gave the street a once over again hoping to see anyone to greet him. Empty.
He still wore the same style he had grown up with a reputation for. A red baggy t-shirt which he felt but secretly knew never worked to allude you of his small undernourished frame,black pants and a sock hat all for similar effect. It wasn't that he didn't eat his food he just wasn't raised with an adventurous palate. He ate simply out of monotonous routine to give your body fuel to move. His blonde shaggy hair all broken and split on the ends was the one thing he felt adventurous as it was something his parents insisted to protest with detest. He loved them but sometimes it felt good to rebel against something. He would argue he wasn't one of those depressed individuals who would cry to anyone who listened or considered him self badly done by. He knew he hadn't experienced life to the fullest yet to claim anything as dramatic but he was very bored and sad to live something so out of control yet strictly ruled and planned. it was as if his life was meant to follow some plan and design but had went so drastically wrong from his expectations, he had a tendency to over think he concluded as these thoughts littered his head with its negativity as a distraction.
Walking towards his childhood home tracing the same steps for the hundredth time his mother had opened the small average six-foot door as if to welcome him in grand entrance. As he tried to brush passed wanting to return back to his room she gave him a quick embrace and expressed something between pity and disappointment disguised as something more warm and kind. It wasn't that she didn't love her son as she did dearly but a child who doesn't meet a mothers full expectations can be harder to love and she was a calculating women. Love wasn't something she felt needed in most situations and you should never rejoice in failure no matter what lead to the fall, she was already planning however the rebuild. Her son however was a weak boy and still very young and understood not to press till he was stronger having been wounded by this experience.
Feeling no point to observe his surroundings knowing nothing would be out of place Edd sank down on his already neatly pressed and made bed burying him self deep into his hands. Dragging his fingers trying to physically pull the reality away from him he bawled his hands in fists and made an unpleasant expression. Hatred,disgust,fear. Something he didn't deserve to be feeling right now. The right for self-pity in ones situation isn't after something so meaningless. He wanted to scream and cry out but held some composure. A voice broke the silence but he didn't listen in till who ever spoke persisted.
"Dude don't tell me you came back a pot head but kept the sock?" a gentle twitch in his lips made him nervously laugh at his friends attempt at humour. Averting his eyes towards the voice he needed no visual confirmation to know the speaker.
"Eddy, you know I would never experiment with such a dangerous and addictive habit" the tone he used was false humour but he knew his character well enough to know currently this was true. Eddy laughed and Ed not understanding the joke laughed on cue and they both sat either side of Edd on the bed. Eddy extended one arm for a sort of friendly hug and they sat there in a silence that Edd could only describe as loud but friendly. Over the years his friends had changed but only with the physical changes age brings. Ed was now a tall at least six-foot three muscular frame, with the same blank expression and slightly longer but short red hair cut you could recognise him. Daily he wore pretty much the same over sized clothing mostly his wardrobe were band shirts or some crude suggestive joke which made Edd wonder if he was really as naive as he came. Though Edd wished he could see more growth in Eddy he was still the shortest of the three with a tragic bachelor dress sense and he tried to live the life style with no success. His friends had grown handsome but this went unnoticed because it was a unique beauty and the majority of Eddy's came from understanding him deeper.
The feeling of belonging returned to Edd though this is what he feared would happen. To belong to a place that seemed to be going nowhere staying still but for now the weight on his chest had lightened slightly. Edd wanted nothing more but to grab both his friends and embrace them and just lie embracing and wrapped in there love and friendship. Eddys arm was so warm and inviting he felt and he only had to extend his arm slightly to skim across Eds own individual warmth but he knew this wasn't expected interaction of young adults their age.
"I love you guys" Edd confessed with a content expression. He heard his friends just laugh in agreement in one quick gesture as they rested both their heads on Edd.
"We missed you"
