A Work in Progress

Chapter Twenty: Kevin's POV

"He's pissed at me Nazz. I called him twenty times and sent at least ten text messages. He won't answer. I really f****d up this time. I ruined his birthday. Then I had the nerve to blame him for it. I'm such a f*****g asshole. I won't be surprised if he never talks to me ever again." I pace back and forth around Nazz coffee table thing as I go on and on about how I ruined Edd's birthday.

"Dude, relax. It's Double D we're talking bout. The dude totally loves you obviously." She blows a bubble and then pops it. I hate that she does that and she knows it but she'll do it just to do it. Damn, she can be annoying but I guess that's why we're as close as we are.

"What you talking bout Nazz? The kid doesn't love me. Or if he did he doesn't anymore. I f****d this up. I haven't felt this way bout anybody since, well you already know. I have to fix this but how the f**k am I supposed to do that?" I pick at my knuckles. After trying to get in touch with Double D I realized that I was bleeding. At the time I thought it was the guy's blood but after washing my hands I saw blood pouring from my knuckles. I really f****d my hand up on that guy's face. I also let my jealousy and insecurities get the best of me.

I look up and notice that Nazz is looking at me like I've grown an extra head or some s**t. "Are you serious right now Kev? The dude's a hopeless romantic and you're talking to a girl for crying out loud. And STOP picking at that. You should've gotten stitches for that." She has a point but I would never tell her that. She'll never let me hear the end of it if I tell her that. I do stop picking at my knuckles though. But mainly cuz they f*****g hurt like hell.

"Ok, Ms. Love Doctor what did you have in mind? And I can't go get stitches duh. I did worst than this to the guy's face so I know that he's at the hospital. If I see him Imma go to jail. I can't do that to Edd. I hurt him enough tonight." Just thinking bout that asshole makes me want to f*****g punch something.

"Fine but at least cover them or something. God. But listen to me bout this and you and Double D will be even more in love than before. And yes I'm sure." I have to end up writing everything Nazz says down cuz it's so damn much. But it sounds good and I would do ANYTHING to have my little dork talking to me again. The past hour or so has been killing me. I don't even know where's he at and he always tells me if he's made it home safely. He really is pissed at me isn't he?