Chapter 4

"So what do you want to do then?" Kevin asked.

"I don't know," Amanda replied. "Just spend a couple of days together to say goodbye."

"Well, Abby's going to spend the next few days at her parents place," Kevin said. "So we can try that now."

"Whatever you want," Amanda said. "Come over tomorrow."

"Okay."

As Kevin left his head began to spin with confusion. He began to wonder why he decided to come back the next day and spend time with Amanda. When he got to his car he decided to stop thinking and just decided to go to David's for a little while.

A few minutes later Kevin pulled into the driveway of David's house and noticed his parent's car in the driveway.

'Why would my family be here?' he wondered as he got out of his car.

When he got to the door he opened it and walked in and as he got to the living room he wished he had knocked. There on the couch was David and Chelsea kissing.

"What the fuck!" Kevin yelled.

David immediately jumped off the couch and tried to act like nothing was happening.

"What's up?" he asked as Chelsea began to look scared.

"What the hell were you doing?"

"Nothing," David replied. "We were just talking."

Kevin was now beginning to get mad. "No you weren't."

"Why did you come here?" Chelsea asked.

"I wanted to talk to David so you can leave now," Kevin replied. "You can come back later and find David's dead body."

Without hesitating Chelsea stood up and walked out the door.

"What the hell do you want?" David asked as he walked through the house and out the back door into the yard.

"Don't ever do that again," Kevin said as he followed David outside.

"Do what again?" David asked as he sat down in a chair. "Kiss my girlfriend?"

"She's my fucking sister David!" Kevin yelled. "I don't need to see that with everything else that's going on."

"Sorry dude," David replied. "I like her and she likes me. I can't help how I feel. You of all people should know that feeling."

"Yeah, I do," Kevin said. "Right now I can't decide on either one of them."

"I can see how you can have that go on," David said. "They are both babes. And if you choose Amanda I'll break up with Chelsea and I'll take Abby," David said the last part with a smile on his face.

"Fuck off Dave," Kevin said angrily. "It's not a very easy situation I'm in right now."

"You're the one who put yourself in that position," David replied. "Try to get over Amanda or leave Abby are your only options at this point. Face it, your in to deep."

"I can't do either of those things David," Kevin said. "And that's the problem. I'm in love with them both. I can't just get over Amanda now and I sure as hell can't leave Abby after being engaged for less than a week."

"You're an idiot," David replied.

"I know," Kevin said putting his face in his hands. "Why does love suck so fucking much?"

"It does when your in love with two girls, but it's pretty good when your in love with one girl."

"Thanks," Kevin said sarcastically. "That doesn't help."

"Well, what do you want me to say Kevin? Life's great fuck'em both. You're my friend and there is only one thing to say. Your fucked."

"I know," Kevin replied. "I just wish I could figure out what the right thing for all three of us is."

"Someone in this situation has to be hurt," David said. "Do nothing and stop now, it's Amanda who gets hurt. Go through with it, it's Abby who gets hurt. Either way you go, your going to lose one of them and end up hurt yourself."

"I know," Kevin agreed. "I just wish it didn't have to go like that."

"There's nothing you can do now," David said.

"I don't know what I'm doing anymore but I know I'm doing the wrong thing," Kevin said and after these words left his mouth he began to feel sick again. He was beginning to wish he hadn't left L.A. to come back. "I just can't keep going on like this."

"I don't think Amanda can either," David said as he began to walk towards the house. "I think you should take the rest of the day and just think."

"Good idea," Kevin said. He then followed David through the house and walked out the front door. "Thanks."

"No problem," David said. "Just don't hurt Amanda any more than you already have."

"I'll try," Kevin said as he walked to the car and got in. After David walked back into the house Kevin decided to drive to the park by the lake to spend some time and think.

Spending a few hours thinking while staring at the lake, and the sun setting, was not very helpful for Kevin's situation. The only thing that kept popping into his head was him still in L.A. with Abby the night before they left.

Then he began to think about what his parents had told him a few days earlier. Suddenly he stood up and walked back to his car. He knew what he was going to do. After he left the park he headed to his parents house hoping they were home. When he got there he saw the car there and felt a little relieved. Now he could finally talk to his parents.

When he got to the front door he hesitated for a few seconds and wondered if he was ready. Finally he realized that it didn't matter whether or not he was ready, he had to talk to them now.

Kevin walked into the house and saw an empty living room. He heard running water coming from the kitchen so he walked through the living room pass the stairs and through the dinning room and walked through the doorway into the kitchen.

Renee stood at the sink washing dishes.

"Hey mom," Kevin said as he entered the kitchen.

"Hey Kevin," Renee replied as she stopped washing dishes and turned around to face Kevin. "How are you doing?"

"I'm not sure," Kevin replied." I'm waiting to meet Abby's parents. She's staying there for a few days before I go over there."

"Why?"

"Mostly because of the Amanda thing and the news about dad," Kevin replied. "Where's dad anyway?"

"He's upstairs. He wants to talk to you," Renee replied.

Kevin turned and walked back through the house to the stairs and began up them.

When he got upstairs he looked at his father's hobby room and saw him sitting at a table building a model car.

Kevin then walked in.

"Back building models again?" Kevin asked.

"I have nothing better to do," his father replied as he put down the model car and turned to look at Kevin. "Finally come back?"

"Nothing better to do," Kevin replied. "This has been a very rough week."

"Wouldn't that be an understatement," Michael said. "So how is Amanda doing?"

"Better, I think," Kevin replied. "I'm not sure how she's doing. But I'm not here to talk about Amanda. I want to know how your doing."

"Well I'm bored as hell," Michael replied. "Why?"

"Do I really have to answer that?" Kevin replied. "Why the hell did you not want me to know that you had cancer? You're my father."

"I'm sorry. Me and your mother didn't want to upset you while you were in L.A.," Michael replied. "We thought you would be fine as long as we didn't…"

"Didn't tell me what the fuck was going on!" Kevin cut in. "I'm your son. I want to know what's going on here. Did you think I was going to move back before you died?"

"No."

"My plans involved coming here for the wedding then going back to L.A.. I didn't think everyone here was lying to me about my best friend and my own father," Kevin said.

"Things are complicated," Michael said. "We didn't want you to worry or anything."

"Worry," Kevin said. "What the fuck is everyone thinking? I'm not going to hurt myself because the people I love are having problems. I want to know so I can help. I'm not a kid."

"We didn't want this to happen," Michael replied.

"What to happen?"

"This. What your doing right now," Michael said. "It's complicated."

"No, it's pretty fucking simple," Kevin said. "You guys thought I'd do something stupid, well your dead wrong."

Kevin then walked out of the room and out of the house.