Date: Fri, 5 Nov 2010 15:36:05 -0700 (PDT)
From: Demitiri Symone <demitirik@yahoo.com>
Subject: Jorge papi 24

Copyright- My name is Demitiri and I am a 19 year old Russian male and this
is another time for me writing these types of stories. Please enjoy because
I'd like to continue writing stories. Thoughts, comments, suggestions, or
would you just want to talk? Please be gentle. Email- demitiriK@yahoo.com.
I don't bite =]

Notes- I hope you enjoy chapter. From now on the chapters will be shorter
because I am very busy. But please send feedback :)


"Hi I'm Chris, nice to meet you." I said with a smile when I hopped in
Eric's car.

"I know who you are. No need for a reminder."

"Well how've you been?"

"Fine."

"Yea... Same here."

"I didn't ask."

"Oh sorry."

  The next 15 minutes or so of the ride was eerily quiet. The radio was
off, there weren't a bunch of cars driving by, and apart from the sound of
his phone vibrating there was virtually nothing to break the silence. I
looked over at him sometimes but he kept his eyes fixed on the road, our
relationship was kind of done with by now I guess.

"You know Eric it wouldn't kill you to talk to me."

"I don't want to talk to you; I want to bash your face into the wall. When
I drop you off wherever you're going I hope it's the last time I ever see
your fucking face you piece of shit."

"Umm... Not much I can say to that. It sucks you feel that way and I guess
I can't change it. I really wish we could still be friends because we're
great together. Maybe I could've done some things to avoid the situation
we're in now, maybe you could've done-"

"No stop right there Chris." Damn how did he just cut me off like that?
"There's nothing I could've done to avoid this situation. This is entirely
your fault and you should take all the blame for it. Don't try to spin this
on me because we both know that because of your immaturity and overall
stupidity that our friendship is pretty much done with."

"But I don't want our friendship to be over with; do you really want us to
go separate ways?"

"I kind of do want it to be over, but I kind of don't want it to be over."

"Then please Eric I'm only asking you for one thing, forgiveness, that's
all I want from you. You don't even have to forget what happened just
please forgive me for it. You're more than a best friend you're like... I
don't know I can't even explain what you are but just know that you're the
biggest person in my life. Being without you hurts so much, it's killing me
inside and I don't want to live my life like this. I'm losing you, I'm
losing Chris, I'm losing Steven, I already lost my dad, and I'm losing
everything I fucking have!"

  God I'm such a little punk. I'm already crying like a little baby who
needs someone to protect them because really that's what I am. I need
someone to protect me, I need someone to watch over, someone who will come
in the middle of the night in the pouring rain just to give me a hug. I
just want someone to be there for me whenever I need them and I'll try my
best to do the same for them. I know I can be a handful at times, and I
know I frequently blow things out of proportion but that's just who I
am. I'm an emotional person and it sucks how I can't even control it.

"Stop crying Chris you know I don't like to see you that way. I know you're
hurting and you wish things would change but as long as you show that
you're trying to improve yourself I'm sure everything will eventually
change for the better. Be the good person that you are, be the person that
your mom would want you to be."

"How can I not cry when everything is going down the drain? You don't want
to be my friend, Jorge found his new little boy toy or whatever that thing
was and everything just royally sucks so much right now."

"Jorge found his new boy toy? Are you fucking kidding me? That guy is in
love with YOU! When are you going to open your eyes to that fact? Damn
Chris this is what pisses me off about you! You constantly get the best
things in life thrown at you but you always do something to fuck it
up. Jorge isn't going anywhere, he wants to be with you, he wants to love
you, he wants to grow old and die with you. There is nobody on the face of
the planet who he admires more than he admires you! Every day he asks me
about you, what you been up to and how you've been! I swear Chris if you
don't take your fucking head out of your ass and see the gift that is all
yours I'm telling Jorge to leave you alone! Open your damn eyes and that's
going to be the last time I tell you!"

"I don't know... I want to believe you but I just don't know. Everything is
so blurry right now and I don't know what to do."

"Chris shut up before I slap the shit of you."

"What did I do now?"

"You're just stupid! You have got to be one of the dumbest people I've ever
met in my life! What the hell is wrong with you dude?! Damn!" After his
little tirade against me Eric just swung his hand across and slapped me. I
couldn't believe he actually hit me the way he did. I know it was out of
anger, I know he was trying to knock some sense into me but seriously did
he have to slap me so damn hard?

"Why the fuck did you slap me?!" I was pretty livid at this point and his
slapping me hurt more than the words he had for me.

"So you could stop being the world's biggest dumbass! Open your damn eyes
and appreciate what you have Chris. I'm sorry that I slapped you but I
couldn't think of anything else that would've worked, honestly."

"All you had to do was talk to me!"

"I tried talking to you but that didn't work! You like it when people slap
you anyway so don't get mad when I do it!"

"But Eric-"

"Wait!" This was like his second or third time cutting me off. I'm getting
annoyed.

"Where am I taking you?" He asked.

"Um... Good question. Honestly I don't really know where I was going."

"Want me to take you home?"

"Take me wherever Jorge is."

"Well my house then."

"What the fuck he doing at your house?" I admit me and Jorge are usually on
bad terms but I'll be damned if I let him go to someone's house without my
authorization.

"I told him I was going to pick you up and he wanted me to come to my house
because he thought that's where I would take you. So relax."

"Oh."