Chapter 7-

I went down and hung out with Jay and Bob for a little bit.  Jay was playing with a yo-yo, trying to do 'Around the World'.  He swung it, and it hit the brick wall of the apartment building and smashed into several shards of plastic and metal parts.  Jay looked as though he would cry but Bob sighed and reached into his Trench coat.  He pulled a shiny new yo-yo out and out it into Jay's long skinny fingers.  Bob looked back at me to tell me the obvious; Jay's gonna be all right.

I've begun to notice a certain chemistry between Jay and Bob.  It's a common relationship, but it's not.  Most people don't meet under the circumstances that they did, and people also don't stay as close as Jay and Bob do.

Jay was an unfortunate street urchin; He was the son of a crack-whore.  Jay was the second of eight children, and he ended up having to raise his siblings.  His older brother went to jail for felony something-or-other.

See, Jay isn't the stoner fuck that he appears to be.  Sure, he's done drugs, dealt drugs, manufactured drugs, and so on, but he's not as dumb as people would think.  He's like Hooper, living under this façade he's created over the years as a way of protecting himself.  He's a human being, and he cares very much about people special to him.  He's done things that are so shameful that it would make a fuckin' hooker blush.

I remember Bob telling me what Jay told him, and I can't imagine ever having to do these things.  He mostly performed sexual acts, and received very little money for it.  Sometimes, he'd get his ass kicked, and he never shed a tear.  He'd just take whatever sum of money he had, buy food, and take it home to his siblings.

Jay was so unselfish…  He'd show up at school the next day as if there was nothing wrong.  He'd laugh and joke and be a general asshole, but he'd never hint that there was anything wrong.  So when Silent Bob told me what Jay had done, it nearly floored me.  I couldn't believe that he did it…

But that's changed.  He lives the way he should.  His mom is in jail, most of his siblings are living with his Aunt Christina, his asshat brother is also in jail, and he's free as a bird.  He has his family, and he has Silent Bob.  It doesn't seem like Jay cares, but he really does.  He doesn't show his caring for other people, except when he's around Bob.  He loves Bob, and it shows every time he looks at him.

Bob knows it.  He knows that Jay cares about him, and he cares about Jay.  The two would do anything for each other, and that is absolutely incredible to see in times like these.

All my life, I've wished for that.  Their friendship isn't perfect, but it's everything to those two.

All I've ever wanted is a friend that loved me so much that he or she would do anything for me…

Is it too late for that?