Kyoki-Chan: OMG! I'M SOOOOOO SORRY FOR THE DELAY! MY FILE GOT DELETED LIKE 3 TIMES AND I HAD TO REDO IT! T~T
Brick: It's okay Kyoki-Chan. I'm sure you made up for it with his redicoulously long chapter.
Butch: Yeah, it's like 2,500 frickin words.
Kyoki-Chan: I know...but I still feel bad...;-;
Blare: *snort* Don't worry, its not like anyone actually follows this story anyways.
Kyoki-Chan: ...WAHHHHHHHHH! YOUR RIGHT! I'M A FAILURE AS A WRITER! WAHHHHHHH! T^T
Boomer & Butch & Brick: BLARE! YOU IDIOT!
Blare: ...uh, whoops...
Boomer: Kyoki-Chan, don't cry! I'm sure plenty of people like your story!
Kyoki-Chan: No they don't! ;^;
Boomer: Yes they do, Blare is just being a butt like always. Here, let's start the story and then go eat some ice cream. K?
Kyoki-Chan: *sniffles and hugs freddles plushie* ...Can I get the black and red sprinkles?...
Boomer: Yes, you can get the black and red sprinkles.
Kyoki-Chan: Yay!
Kyoki-Chan: LEZ GO GET ICE CREAMZ!
Brick & Butch & Blare: YAY!
Kyoki-Chan: Your not coming Blare!
Everybody: NO ICE CREAMZ FOR YOU!
Blare: T^T
Kyoki-Chan: Here's the chapter and then I'll come back when were done with getting ice creamz for the outro! K! Bai for now! -
Chapter 11: A Little Bit of Anger
Butch P.O.V (A/N Butch P.O.V! Yay! Okay okay, I'm leaving now.)
Brick ran away from the table quickly, looking a little panicked. That didn't stop me from staring at his ass as he left though. I turned to glare at the rest of the table, who were all staring in Brick's general direction.
"You didn't have to scare him off like that you know." I growled out, glaring hard at everyone who just looked away and shrugged innocently.
"Sorry man. Didn't mean to scare em'. So he your younger brother or what?" One of the guys at the table, Drake asked. He was Mitch's best friend, who was sitting right next to him.
"No, he's my older brother by a few seconds. Though, I guess I am the older brother in some terms. At least physically. He has the smarts and stuff like that." I said nonchalantly, taking a sip of my soda. Drake laughed a bit.
"Older? Certainly doesn't look like it. He is cute though." He said while giving me a wink. He seemed like he knew something I didn't, which made me raise an eyebrow in question but pretend to ignore it.
"Yeah, I'd tap that." Mitch laughed, making Drake hit him in the shoulder. It was probably meant to be a joke but I couldn't help but give Mitch a deadly glare. I didn't say anything and just looked down at my food, trying to calm down before I ended up hitting someone. Or worse, killing them.
"Don't you have a girlfriend?" Drake spat out, glaring at Mitch, seemingly equally as angry as me. Mitch chuckled and shrugged.
"Butterbutt? Yeah but she's getting too sappy for me. Talking about our future and shit. We've only been together for a year and besides, I plan on dumping her when the month is over." Mitch laughed, like it was amusing.
I looked at Mitch and couldn't help but glare in his direction. Sure, Iv had a lot of little 'playmates' but I would never lead them on just to break their heart. It was always just a hit and run and we would both know it. I don't give false hope. Drake seemed shocked and looked actually mad at Mitch.
"Mitch! You can't do that to her! She's loved you ever since she was 6 years old! You'll absolutely destroy her!" Drake shouted, making my eyes bulge. 10 years?! Oh god, that's going to be a disaster.
I looked down again and thought about it, keeping out of the conversation so I could think. I should probably tell Butter's. If I don't, there's a good chance she'll get her heart demolished by the asshole in front of me. The problem is, is that she probably won't believe me. That and she'll get her heart broken either way.
I know it sounds weird of me to think about someone other than myself but I'm not that heartless. Well, okay, I am sorta heartless but, this situation is different. When I was in middle school, something similar happened to my best friend...
~4 Years Ago~
It was the summer break after finishing 5th grade when my best friend Julian and I would hang out and have fun. This was before I realized my feelings for Brick and liked her more than just a friend. She knew this, and said that she didn't want to ruin our friendship, so we kept it the way it was.
Now, I don't normally get along with too many people but Julian was different. She was sassy, athletic, and fun to hang around. She was funny, smart, and beautiful.
Just before school started, Julian fell in love with a guy a year older than her. She thought that it was true love. She thought that they were soul mates and were meant to be together. That it was love at first sight.
By the time school started, she had changed. She was more girly, always wearing dresses and short skirts to try and catch his attention. She would act overly cute and become love struck around him. I noticed this of course but, Julian was my friend and I just hoped that this was just a stage that would blow over by the time 7th grade ended.
Unfortunately, I was wrong. It only got worse as time went by. A few weeks into school, she would always talk about him and whenever she was in class, she had a dazed and clouded over expression, as if in some kind of trance.
I continued to try and get my old friend back but nothing I said worked. She would either ignore me or change the subject back to her dream guy.
At this point, I was losing hope.
Then suddenly, by October, she called me up and told me that she had started dating him. She was yelling and screaming in happiness over the phone. I tried to be happy for her but, I couldn't help but feel suspicious. She had been trying to get his attention and he just now noticed her. It was fishy to me.
Throughout the school year, she had always clung to his side, lost within a love struck daze all the time. She did everything he asked, changed herself, did things for him and gave him her all. At some point, she was more a slave then a girlfriend. Yet, she also became dependent of him somehow, like he was her last life line. I no longer spended as much time with her as I used too and it slowly broke my heart.
I could do nothing about it.
Then, on June 16th that year, I got the most horrifying news of my life.
Julian...my best friend...my first love...
Had tried to commit suicide.
She had tried over dosing after the break-up and almost succeeded if her older brother hadn't been home at the time. The break-up was brutal. He slapped her, pushed her, publicly degraded her, insulted her, and even had the nerve to kiss another girl in front of her.
Her heart was smashed to tiny pieces that night...
...and not even someone trained to heal these things could fix her.
She came back to school the week after, it being the last week anyways. She said nothing and did nothing. She just stared down, avoiding everyone's eyes. She looked like a zombie, totally devoid of any life.
I tried to cheer her up, talk to her, make her smile...but nothing I did had any affect. It was like he had not only crushed her heart, but her soul as well. She was no longer Julian...
That doesn't mean I would give up on her though.
On the last day of school, I made her promise me that she wouldn't try to commit suicide. She just gave an empty smile back and said,
"Of course."
And I believed her. That night...
*click*
*BANG*
I had lost her. Forever.
Her death took a larger toll on me than anything. I felt as if a wave of sadness and depression had washed over and was slowly drowning me. I really dont want the same thing to someone else. It was the worst feeling ever. Though, my brothers stood by me. They helped me through it and I was over it by the end of 7th grade. Although it does hurt to think about it, I know she was in a better place.
Honestly though, if it weren't for Brick, I would have lost all hope. Out of all my brothers, Brick was there to lift me up through it all. He stuck by me and cheered me up when ever he could. Brick was my light through the dark. As time grew on, I started to notice little things about my brother.
He was smart, feisty, and funny. He loved sweets, like candy, cupcakes, cookies, and just general cake. He hated scary movies and snakes. He was honest, even if sometimes a bit blunt, and was a horrible liar. He loved Rick Riordans books because he loves fantasy and magic books. His favorite movie was Mean Girls and his most hated movie is Insidious. His favorite song is 'Sky Full of Stars' by Coldplay. His favorite artist is Coldplay, of course. He loved classical and pop songs. He was also a fan of the older pop songs. He hates rap and heavy metal but likes alternative rock for some reason. His favorite animal is a fox and his least favorite is a snake. His favorite color is red and doesn't hate any color. His favorite type of candy is milk chocolate, his favorite type of cupcake and cake is red velvet, and his favorite type of cookie is sugar cookie. He also loves-
...Wait...I'm getting off track...
Ahem. Sorry about that. Anyways, at this point, I know everything there is about Brick. To his favorite place to go, to his foot size. Weird, I know but I just sorta picked up on all of it as time passed through out 7th grade.
You know, thinking back on all I said, I think I might sound like a stalker...
All well.
Anyways, overtime I also began to notice other things about him by 8th grade. It was time when teenage hormones kicked in and Brick was the center of it. It was bad. It started out with just thinking that he was hot or sexy even but, it never went farther than that. I tried to not notice it but it began to become more and more apparent as I started having wet dreams about him. Trust me, waking up with a boner every morning was not very pleasant.
I was starting to get frustrated with myself, angry that I was having these feelings for someone I wasn't supposed to have feelings for. I knew it was wrong, yet somewhere inside me, I knew that wasn't the reason. The reason I was so angry was because I knew I could never have him the way I want to. My dreams would always remain dreams.
When we dropped out before high school, I starting taking out my frustration in street fights and getting into mischief with some people that I really shouldn't have been around. I took up smoking but quiet drinking after awhile. I let out my sexual frustration on my little 'playmates'.
[Insert sigh here] I'm getting off track once again.
Well, now you know my life story for the past few years, so let's get back to present time.
"Quiet down man, the psycho bitch might hear you. Besides, she's getting old. I need someone with fire and feistiness, like what she had when we were younger. Makes it more entertaining." The bastard said, chuckling to himself. He shot a look to where Brick had gone, making my fist clench. Calm down Butch...
"Like Butch's brother over there." Calm down Butch...
"He has a sassy yet shy attitude, perfect for me." Calm down...
"He has pretty nice body too." Calm...
"Hey Butch, do ya think you could lend me him for a night or two? Haha."
...
Die in hell you bastard.
*BAM!*
*CRASH!*
I ended up punching him across the room, his body hitting every table and chair in his way before hitting the wall with a loud 'thump'. I felt something warm trickling down my hand but paid no attention to it, too focused on killing the bastard in front of me.
I flew up to his body as he was sitting in the ground, looking winded. I picked him up by his throat and clutched it, choking him. He wheezed and coughed as he stared at me with fear.
"Talk about my brother like that again and I will rip out your tongue and shove it down your throat! How dare you talk about breaking a girls heart who has loved you for years and then have the nerve to say you'll do the same to my brother! I should gut you alive where you stand!" I growled out lowly, my fist enclosed with green energy as I clenched it hard. My dark green eyes flashed dangerously, no doubt holding the intent to kill this selfish man whore.
He looked at me with pleading eyes, trying to cough out something which was difficult with my hand choking the air out of him.
"I-I'm..*cough*..s-s..orr..y! P-Ple-*wheeze*ase! L-Le..t..me...go!" He coughed out, clawing at my arm, making it bleed but I didn't care, not barely feeling it. I was blinded by rage.
"WHY SHOULD I?! YOU DESERVE TO ROT IN HELL WITH ALL THE REST OF YOUR KIND!" I shouted in his face, wrapping my fingers further around his neck, causing his face to turn blue as he gasped for air.
I caught my brothers and the Powerpuff Girls out of the corner of my eye, giving me horrified and shocked looks, mostly Buttercup. I thought about what Drake said earlier and sighed mentally, knowing I can't kill him or that will only break her heart quicker. I suddenly let go of his throat, causing him to get shaky intakes of air as he fell to the ground, defeated. I grabbed a fist full of his brown hair and yanked it up so I could whisper to him.
"Your lucky Buttercup actually cares about you, or you would be dead where you stand. I have no problem hurting you but if you hurt her, I will find you and make sure you will be the last dickhead in your family!" I gave a dark breathy chuckle at the end, making him visibly pale and nod up and down quickly.
"And if I catch you talking about my brother like that again, I will stay true to my earlier threat. But if you ever. touch. him. I will hunt you down and kill you slowly and painfully, gutting you and chopping off every limb of your pathetic body until your screaming and writhing in agony. Do I make myself clear?" I growled out, giving his hair a yank. He nodded quickly and I let go of him, throwing him to the ground.
"I'm glad we understand each other. We won't have this problem again, now will we?" I asked lowly, waiting for his answer. He kept his head down and nodded, breathing heavily and shakily. I gave a breathy chuckle.
"Good. Now get out of my sight, you pathetic piece of shit!" I said lowly, pointing to the exit. He got up, his legs shaky before her ran out of the room at top speed.
I turned to the other people in the room, who were all staring at me in shock and fear. I growled and glared at them.
"WHAT ARE YOU LOOKING AT?!" I shouted angrily, making everyone but my brothers and the Powerpuff's go back to doing their own thing, as if it never happened. No one dared to speak a word about it. Or else they would hear from me.
They wouldn't want that now would they?
Kyoki-Chan: I'm back! *licks strawberry ice creamz with black and red sprinkles, with a cherry of course!)
Boomer: Yeah, we all got ice cream except for Blare. I got vanilla!
Brick: I got strawberry like Kyoki-Chan!
Butch: Mint chocolate chip.
Blare: They didn't let me get any.
Boomer: That's because you hurt Kyoki-Chan's feelings!
Blare: So, I was only stating the truth!
Boomer: ...Say something one more time and I SWEAR, you are sleeping outside.
Blare: ...I'll shut up...
Boomer: Thank you.
Brick: Awwwwww! They're like some married couple!
Kyoki-Chan: I know right!
Butch: Brick, Kyoki-Chan. Your fan-girl is showing...
Brick & Kyoki-Chan: *goes into fan-girl mode and starts talking about BlareXBoomer's ship name*
Butch: *sigh* Well, this is going to be awhile so, I'll just end the chapter here. Thanks for reading everyone and bye for now!
Blare: *whispers* Yeah, hopefully she doesn't take forever on the chapter next time...
Everyone except for Blare: SHUT UP!