Chaz's point of view

So, having Mariah over was the best decision I'd ever made for her. I loved making her feel special, even though I practically fucked up when I was about to tell her that I liked her. I wish I could just say it without being a total Josh Nickels about it. I, Chaz Somers, is not a pit sweating stutter muffin nerd. I'm totally cool with girls. Just not Mariah. I got all weird and mushy with her. Like, this feeling like showered me, and it made me feel all mushy. Then that's when I fucked up when I was about to spill.

Sunday afternoon, my mom came up stairs and told me someone was at the door. I was still asleep, and so was Mariah so I threw on a shirt and went down stairs to see who the hell was showing up at my house at 12:00 in the afternoon.

I opened up the door to see the one and only, Ryan Butler. Great. I bet he was here to ruin stuff, and start a bunch of drama. "Uh, what are you doing here?" I asked, raising my eyebrow at him.

He stepped in, not even saying anything. "She's here, isn't she?" He asked, turning to me, then looking up the stairs.

"Yeah, but don't even think about going up there to do something stupid, Ryan. I will fuck you up so bad if you mess with her." I warned him. I didn't want him to mess with Mariah. She'd gone through enough bullshit because of him. He had no business showing up at my house looking for her. "Wait, why are you even here? Shouldn't you be in your bed with Sara, catching herpes?"

"Fuck off. You don't even know Sara like I do. She's nice, and she doesn't have herpes." Ryan said rolling his eyes. He darted up the stairs. "I just need to talk to Mariah." He told me with a shrug.

"No, she's asleep. And she already knows your little Sara secret, so you can just march your ass back down these stairs." I told him. I didn't care if he didn't want her to know that or not.

"Excuse me?" He said, stopping to turn towards me. "Why did you tell her?"

"Because, I'm sure she was going to find out about your stupid little games eventually, and it wouldn't be in a very good way either. Ryan, you've been such an asshole towards us all, so just leave and go back to your herpes infested cougar girlfriend."

"Just shut the fuck up, Chaz. You don't even know what I'm going to say to her, so just stay out of it, please." He said, continuing up the stairs.

I followed behind him, and went into my room when he did. Mariah was already out of the bed, and in her wheelchair. She looked completely stunned to see Ryan there.

Mariah's Point Of View

I was completely shocked to see Ryan there. I didn't want to speak to him, I looked back at Chaz, as in 'why the hell is he here.' I just took a deep breath, and looked up at Ryan.

"W-What are you doing here?" I asked him, quickly looking down at my lap. I wanted to cry. I was so happy, then he had to come in and ruin my mood.

He sat down on the bed beside me, and pulled my chair close to him. He propped his feet on the edge of the footrest. He cupped his hand under my chin and looked into my eyes. "Mariah, don't think I came in here to just fuck you up more. I'm sorry I even lied you on. I'm a fucking retarded douche, I know. I just came to say that I'm sorry for lying to you."

"You're not sorry, Ryan. You're not sorry for anything you've been doing to any of us." I told him, looking at him, pressing my lips together. "You know, I think your best friends are way more important than some girl that you barely even know. She's obviously some creep that wants you to get some pleasure, and once that happens, you know what's going to happen, Ryan? She's going to LEAVE You. So, stop thinking she's the best girl in the world, and look back down on reality." Damn. It felt so good to get that off my chest. I hoped to God that broke him back into reality. "And look back at your best friend right there, Ryan, Chaz Somers. You're hurting him, and you're hurting Justin. Just get out of here until you decide to get your head out of your own asshole."

Ryan stared at me, then back at Chaz, then back at me. His foot slipped off the edge of the foot rest as he slowly got up off the bed. He was looking down at his feet. He looked back at me and sighed. "You know what? You're right. I don't think I'll ever be able to come back, because my heads stuck there. I won't come back, because none of you guys understand Sara at all. You're just misjudging her."

"We're not misjudging her, Ryan. Do you even fucking know what the fuck she did to me a few months ago?" Chaz said, standing close to Ryan. "She got me drunk, and tried a bunch of crazy shit on me, then got me a pair of shoes... why? I don't know, but yeah. She's just a creepy ass blonde bimbo, that only sees your damn dick in your pants. What do you see? 'oh she's so nice, blah blah.' shut up Ken, and run back to Barbie since she's the only thing important on earth."

In the middle of the yelling and drama stuff, I looked back to see the door opening. I saw Justin standing there. I couldn't believe he showed up too.

"Uhm, What's going on here?" He asked, looking between Ryan, Chaz, and I. "Ryan, what are you doing here?" His voice went dull and low. He looked over at me, his eyes turning soft. "Hey, gorgeous." he said with a small smirk, looking back over at Ryan, curling his lip up a bit.

Ryan looked back at Justin and pushed him out of the way before attempting to walk out the door.

Justin grabbed his hoodie and spun him around. "Hey, now. Don't you dare walk off with no answer."

Ryan shoved him again and turned back towards the door again. "Fuck off." He mumbled. By this time Justin looked pretty mad. Chaz? Well, he didn't even budge. He sat down next to me and sighed. "This shit is getting nuts."

Ryan came back into the room and bowed up at Justin before turning towards all of us. "I'm here to see Mariah, because I was going to apologize, then all of you guys started ganging up on me and shit. I'm fucking done with all of you. All of you think Sara's some kind of rapist, herpes infested bitch. When she's not. Yeah, she made a few mistakes in the past, but that's all said and done. Now I got her, and things couldn't be better."

Justin mocked him with a hand puppet, and mouthed everything he said with a disgusted look on his face. I couldn't help but giggle. "Blah, Blah, Blah. Ryan. That's all I hear when you talk, cause it's all bullcrap." He said after Ryan finished talking.

"I hope you know, once you walk out of this room, Ryan you're never walking back into our lives. You're really going to miss us. You'll be lonely, and we'll be happy. Good luck finding new friends who'll actually put up with you." Justin added with a small laugh.

"Or you could just move away to Michigan and get Sara pregnant, then you'll be stuck as a father for 18 years, and you'll be like, the most hated guy in Stratford. Your mom would be so fucking pissed, but it would be hilarious to me, actually, cause that baby would probably come out looking like some kind of alien." Chaz chimed in, standing up to join Justin's side. "Oh, and by the time the baby is our age, Sara would be probably gosh like, dead? Probably dead from old age, or aids. You'll still be a little guy stuck with a baby. What are we going to be doing? Rolling in fucking cash money, bitch. You is gonna be livin in the ghetto with a bunch of gangster ass black dudes, and they're going to shoot your ass down."

I giggled at everything Chaz was saying. I could tell a very, very tiny smile was cracking on Ryan's face, but it quickly slipped away faster than it formed. He bit his lip and shook his head. "I see what you guys are trying to do, and its kind of working, but I just.. I don't want to hurt her. Not right now, at least. I just, I couldn't do that. She made her way out here just to see us, and you guys are being a dumb asses and not even bothering to actually see her. Can you please just come hang out with us? Just once?"

"Okay, I know you care about her and all, but I don't think I actually care enough about her to get my virginity taken away from me in one night, and I don't think Pattie would be too happy if Justin had to take that purity ring off his little finger. She'd probably drive all the way down to Michigan and shoot Sara's ass down." Chaz said.

"Nahh, my mom would probably just go down there and call Chuck Norris and be like, 'hey sweetie can you come roundhouse kick this bitch into the next century for taking my sons v-card." Justin said with a grin, looking back up at Ryan. "Or I could just call Chuck on you, and get him to whip some sense into you with his rattle snake whip."

Ryan squinted his eyes at him, and raised an eyebrow. "How old are you again?" He asked, shaking his head then rolling his eyes before smirking a bit, and itching his chin. "Alright, you guys. Maybe Sara isn't the best chick in the world, and maybe... just maybe she annoys the living shit out of me, but I just gotta slowly let her off. I don't want to lose you all over some stupid chick. I've known you, and Chaz for way too long to even just forget."

"Oh the tin man has a heart!" Chaz said excitedly with a smile, looking back at me and pointing to Ryan. I just laughed and nodded in agreement.

Ryan laughed, and pulled Justin and Chaz in for a bro hug. "I think I remember why we all became friends, you Chaz, you're the complete weirdo dumbass, Justin, you're just the dumbass who has all these crazy ideas, and you're completely insane. Obsessed with Chuck Norris, and other things. Like big tits and shit like that." He laughed, ruffling Justin's hair before stepping past them, approaching me.

"And miss Mariah. You're such a cute girl, and I hated that you had to witness all this stupid shit between us. I don't want you to hate me. I think it's just best to forget what happened, and we should all just chill together one night, me, you, Justin, and Chaz. I think it'd be fun to hang out with a such a gorgeous chick like you." He told me with a smirk, leaning down to hug me. I fell into his hug and smiled. He wasn't so bad after all. Even if he was a big flirt. I was just glad things were better again. I hated seeing them all fighting, and staying mad over each other. Hopefully things stayed this peaceful.