Chapter 4: Tristan and Diane
Tristan's POV
"You guys are crazy! You seriously need me next time either one of you goes near a stove." I say, pointing a finger between the two. They try to contain their laughter. "Is everything a joke to you two?" I ask, shaking my head and massaging my temples.
After eight towels and some serious scrubbing, the kitchen was returning to its normal look. "Alright. I came over, I helped clean up, and I made you your damn crepes. Now I'm going to go home, take a shower, and read People. Goodbye." I say waving and putting on my sunglasses. "Wait Tris!" Maya says as she comes running up behind me. "What could you possibly want!" I ask, a bit frustrated at this point. "Thanks." She says, enveloping me into a long hug. "I love you." "I love you too M." I say, rubbing my arm down her back soothingly. "Now go be the perfect couple that you are and let me lead my forever alone life." I say sarcastically, walking away from the two as a smile broadens on my face and exiting the house.
It had been a rough year for everyone, what with Campbell's concussion, Gabe and Greg tormenting Gee and her breakup with Brian, as well as Tori leaving me for design school. I've never felt as alone as I do now. I mean sure, I've got friends. I've always had friends. But now I'm going it alone while everyone else has someone. Tough break being out and proud at sixteen I guess.
As I continue my walk down the quiet, vacant streets I pull out my phone and start texting Tori.
Me: Hey Tor. Call when you get the chance. I need to hear your voice. Maybe when you come over we could have a West Drive marathon? Love you loads, Tris. BTW I'm back doing yoga with Fabbity Fab and I think I might be okay. Call me :)
I sound pathetic. Tori's 100's of miles away at her fancy new design school and I'm here, in boring Toronto where nothing ever happens. Woah is me.
I grab the spare key from under our tattered welcome mat and enter the house. As usual no one's home. No one's ever home. Mom is visiting Owen now that he made it into the NHL and Dad doesn't talk to me anymore. He spends most of his time at the office and only speaks to me when he needs something. To say I was a mistake would be a huge understatement.
I drag my tired and aching body up the flight of stairs and lock my bedroom door, wanting desperately to escape the harsh reality that is my life.
Diane's POV
After visiting Campbell in T.O. I became overwhelmed with sadness over Charlie. Back in Kapuskasing Charlie was our best friend. The three of us did everything together. But just last year Charlie was sent on a downward spiral. His Dad had been suffering from stage four cancer for the over 3 months and was worsening by the day. The day he died Charlie's sobs were inconsolable. Charlie's dad was his best friend in the world and they did everything together.
Charlie turned to alcohol and drugs after that. To try and relive the memories with his dad and forget about his tragic passing. Campbell and I turned to Charlie's mother and siblings for help, but they were still too shaken after 's death.
Shortly after that, the Toronto Ice Hounds drafted Cam and he made his way out of my life as well as Charlie's. Little did he know, Charlie was about to take a turn for the worse. His anxiety was back and his depression made him miserable. He had become anorexic. When he managed to make it to school, he was teased brutally and beaten. His last escape became self harm.
One day Charlie's mom had called and me that he was in the hospital on suicide watch. I blamed Cam. I blamed him for not being there for me and Charlie. I blamed him for being happy when I couldn't be.
Campbell and I both chip in money for Charlie's rehab and daily therapy sessions. His mother says he's getting better.
Cam and I don't talk anymore. We were on again off again for years before he moved away. I mean, we weren't official or anything, but we did hang out as a "couple". I guess it was for comfort rather than romance really. We both built up facades to conceal our true pain and inner struggle that came with Charlie's hospitalization. Now the only problem: I seem to be the only one that needs help.
Happy Independence Day to my fellow Americans and happy belated Canada Day to my Canadian readers. I had a lot of fun with this chapter because I got to get new perspectives and have a little more background to the reasoning of Cam's anxiety. Tristan is also fun to write because I am able to stretch some ideas because other than Owen, we don't know anyone in the Milligan family.
Sorry if this chapter was short. I couldn't think of much else to say about these two and didn't feel like adding a third character into the mix.
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