AN: I found a sad playlist on Spotify and now we all have to suffer.

Jealousy

By: anybodihearme

Originally Uploaded: Sunday, September 30, 2018

"You're so stupid, Eddward. You're so stupid, can't you see anything?" Kevin asked, looking Eddward straight in the eyes; however, the spectacle wearing boy looked back at him in nothing but bewilderment. "I was trying to make you jealous."

"Make me jealous?" The question lingered on the tip of his tongue, almost burning him. "What are you talking about?" This time, Eddward was the one to stand up from the desk in the back of the library. Luckily for them, however, the library was almost abandoned. Especially at this time of night. "Why would you do that?" Eddward waved his hand out in a way that asked - more like begged - for Kevin to answer his question and provide a reason for his sudden hostility. It was only a few moments ago they were joking about Mrs. Clearwater's homework assignment.

"Are you really that blind?" Kevin snorted. The redhead began shaking his head as he picked up his patchworked backpack and began filling it with his books. "I knew this was stupid," he practically spit at Eddward. "I should have never brought it up." Once again, Kevin shook his head but mumbled something to himself that got lost under his breath.

"Is this about Amber?" For a moment, Eddward thought he had mistaken the source of their conflict but when Kevin paused, his eyes widened. "It is, isn't it?" Kevin didn't answer but simply continued to pack his things. "I have never complained about any of your past girlfriends but when I get one - not even get one - but show interest in someone, you flip out?"

"That isn't what this is about!" Kevin interjected, his voice a little too high for any of their linking. The redhead went to reach for his calculator but before he could grab it, Eddward snatched it up and grabbed his hand instead. "Let me go, Eddward." Kevin's eyes were filled malice that almost matched the color of his hair; however, it did send a shiver of fear down Eddward's spine. "I said let me go," Kevin measured by pulling his hand out of Eddward's grasp.

"No!" Eddward raised his voice. "You aren't going to pull some high-and-mighty trip on me." Given their past, Eddward and Kevin both had their fair share of arguments; however, once they entered high school and shared many of the same classes together, it's safe to say that their friendship has blossomed. "I wasn't the one that was joking about taking Mya to the winter formal because she looks good in a backless dress!"

"This is different!" Kevin shouted loud enough that in the far distance, someone dropped their pencil.

"How is this different?" Eddward demanded. "So what if Amber isn't perfect or have a 'rockin bod'? You are not my mother or father. You don't have to like her. I never liked any of your past girlfriends but at least I had the decency to keep it to myself. I can't say the same for you." The sneer that appeared on Eddward's face was enough to send any girl scout - or even boy scout - crying. "I can't believe you." Eddward shook his head.

"I was trying to make you jealous," Kevin repeated.

"Jealous for what?" The lack of response from Kevin made the furry in Eddard boil even hotter. "To make me feel guilty for putting our friendship in the backseat for one night?" Kevin didn't answer and Eddward rolled his eyes. "I can't believe you are standing here and trying to make me feel guilty about liking someone!"

"I was trying to make you jealous because I've been in love with you for three years." Kevin might as well have punched Eddward in the stomach. "I thought it might as well be time for me to admit my feelings for you, or so I thought until I saw the way that you look at Amber because it is the same way that I look at you."

Eddward stared at Kevin, trying to come up with a response, any response; however, out of all of the words he has studied thus far, he couldn't conjure up one.

"Don't," Kevin cut him off as soon as Eddward opened his mouth. "There's nothing you can say." Kevin picked up the remainder of his belongings and zipped his bag. Turning on the balls of his feet, Kevin walked down the small aisle and away from Eddward.

Slowly, Eddward realized that Kevin was right. What could he say? He couldn't say that he loved him - could he? There were questions that swarmed the inside of Eddward's head that he never thought about. Not to mention the memories that he began recalling and questioning ever spoken word and silent gesture.

"Do you remember what you asked me the first time you came over to my house to play video games?" Kevin suddenly asked, looking over his shoulder at Eddward. Eddward shook his head but Kevin barely noticed. "What my mother whispered in my ear when you couldn't pick what pop tart to eat?" Eddward didn't say anything. "She told me that you would be the one to break my heart."

Eddward watched as Kevin turned back around and walked away.