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AN: WHOO HOOO another update. how fast, right?! sheesh! i'm trying to finish this story ASAP so i can just focus on my other stories. anyway, happy reading.

CHAPTER 12

As I backed out of my driveway a loud thud came from behind me. I panicked because I thought I ran some little kid over since my street was filled with them, and jumped out of my car... after I shifted the gear into park of course.

What I saw scared the living shit out of me.

"Where the hell do you think you're going, Truscott?" Oliver snarled. He looked pissed the fuck off and I was scared for my life. I wanted to jumped back into my car and take off, I'd have run his ass over too, but something in his eyes made me stay in place. I took in the way his feet was shoulder width apart as he had a bat in one hand, resting against his shoulder, and the other was grasped around a baseball.

I completely stepped away from my car and closed the door before I leaned against it on my side. "Yanoe... going out for a drive." I responded nonchalantly even though my head was going haywire and I felt like it was going to explode.

"Yeah?" I nodded my head once, stiffly. "And never returning, right?" He narrowed his eyes at me and I saw his jaw muscles clench together.

I shrugged, "You never know what happens... life is some crazy shit, no?"

"Like having one of my best fucking friends sleeping with my god damned girlfriend, right?" He scoffed. My eyes followed the ball as he tossed it up and down in his hands. "That's some crazy shit right there, huh?" I gulped and returned my attention back to him.

"Isn't it?" I said quietly.

It was quiet between the two of us for a few minutes, but it felt like hours. I'd never felt so uncomfortable around him in my whole life, and this tension between us was killing me.

"A letter, Lilly?" he finally broke the silence and I looked at him. "A fucking letter!?" he shook his head and laughed humorlessly. "We've been best friends since pre-school and I find out that you've been sleeping with my girlfriend through a god damned letter?" His expression was angry but his voice was laced with hurt and pain.

I felt my heart breaking even more.

Not only did I break Miley, but I've broken Oliver too.

"I didn't want you to hate me."

"The least you could've done was tell me to my fucking face. I deserve that much!" he said through clenched teeth, "We were the best of friends, Lilly! Sure I would've gotten pissed off, but it wouldn't have turned out like this. Is that what our friend ship means to you? A fucking letter and you didn't even have the decency to write it out, you just had to type it, huh?"

Were. We were the best of friends.

"I-"

"Six months, Lilly. SIX FUCKING MONTHS!" he yelled in a broken voice. He tossed the white baseball up high into the air and swung the baseball bat when it came down just in the middle of his chest. The crack the wooden bat made with the hard ball echoed throughout the oddly quiet neighborhood. The ball crashed into the back of my bumper before it bounced back to his feet. He was unusually better in sports when he was pissed off. "I told you I wanted to marry her and you sat there and listened to my love for her! I bet you laughed in your head when you heard that, didn't you? How could she possibly wanna marry me when she's been in bed with you HOW MANY TIMES?!" he was hysterical now. His eyes were red and tears were pouring out of his tear ducts. The veins in his neck bulged every time he yelled and his face was RED.

"I'm sorry," I croaked. I guess those words finally snapped something in his head. He blinked once and all the hurt and pain was gone, only to be replaced by a menacing look.

He kicked the baseball and it sailed in the air and knocked into my back windshield. "Look at that, a broken windshield." he said unemotionally. I swear he was about to swing the bat at my head as he stalked closer and stopped in front of me. He raised the bat over his head and I flinched, closed my eyes, and cowered when he brought his arms down. I waited for the impact but it never came. My eyes snapped open and grew wide when I heard cracking noises instead. I looked towards the front of my car and the left headlight was broken. "It's illegal to drive around with a busted head light. Gonna be awhile to fix that, don't you think?" he smirked at me as my mouth fell slack and backtracked until he came to the back of my car. "Same goes for broken taillights." He swung with all his might and I flinched when broken pieces of the red glass flew everywhere. Then he reached into his pockets and pulled out a pocket knife. The blade was at least five inches long. My eyes went even wider when he stabbed my tire and slashed it. "Huh. Look at that. A flat tire. I hope you have a spare... oh wait, wasn't that the spare already?"

I just looked at him as if he was crazy, I seriously thought he was too, and took a step back as he took a step towards me. "Wh-what are you doing, Oliver?" I stammered when my back was against my car.

"You brought all this upon yourself, and you're not going anywhere until you fix it. Own up to your fucking mistakes," he growled in my face before he turned on his heel and made his way to his car. I flinched when he slammed his car door shut and burned rubber as he sped out the neighborhood.

I turned my attention back to my car and sighed. I guess I'm not going anywhere anytime soon.

AN: would oliver's reaction be too much? he doesn't really seem like the crazy kind to me, but if the right buttons were pushed then i can imagine him like this. also, i'm thinking of writing a one shot containing this letter that lilly wrote to him.. yay or nay? would you read it? if i do go around and get to it, it'll be awhile. but yea! i'm just saying =D

ps: give me some suggestions on how to end this.. the next chapter may or may not be the last one. we'll see. REVIEW! k, thanks!