Goths POV
I tapped my fingers waiting for killer for palette for Fresh. Silence was unbearable, I looked at the door and killer came in with Fresh. I smiled happy now. "Hey your back." I said. "Yeah and with news. " killer said crossing her arms. "Palette cheated. He kissed Classic goth and he really doesnt love you. He is using you." she said as my frown deepened.

"No that can't be true he said he doesn't cheat." I say "he lied." Fresh said

looking from killer to Fresh. Fresh didn't look back which I dont know why but made me frown more. "No yall are lying he said he wouldnt cheat again. " I state in denial.

Killer sighed and mumbled something than said out loud, "fine. But I thought you would at least of heard us out and tried to believe us and not your bastard of a boyfriend. " she says uncrossing her arms and walking out slamming the door behind her. I was shocked at what just happened. I lied back and sighed. "What just happened?" I said to no one in particular.

"You were told something from your friends and you didn't believe them. And now killer is mad. I think. Are you ok?" I heard fresh ask. I look at him and he looked back. "Yeah Im fine. Could you maybe get me some water though?" I ask. I was thirsty.

"Yeah of course." he says walking out to get some water.

A minute later the door opens. "That was quick. " I look at the door and see palette not fresh. "Oh hey. " I said looking away.

I heard footsteps walk towards me. And i looked. He put his hand to my chin and made me look up at him. I couldnt help but ask. "Did you cheat on me? Killer and fresh said you did. But you said you wouldnt do that. "

"Why would you accuse me of that goth? You know I love you. " he said which made me blush. He never officially said he loved me. "I would never cheat on you. " he said pulling me into a hug.

I hug back relieved. "Im sorry I questioned you." I said.

"Its ok." he said "but . . I dont want you to be friends with Fresh anymore.  " I was shocked. "But Fresh is my friend. One of my best friend. " I say. "Yes but he isn't a real friend. Please dont go near him or anything. If you loved me you would trust me. . . dont you love me cupcake?" he said pulling away from the hug.

"Of course I do." I said. "Good then you can tell him right?" he asked.

I reluctantly nodded my head. "O-ok." I said. He smiled and kissed my cheek. "I'll be back. " he said and I blushed as he left.

I sighed and lied back onto the stiff bed. I didn't want to do this. I found myself really not wanting to do this. I couldnt put my finger on it. But it was there. The feeling. I pushed it away again and fresh walked in. And I looked at him.

Freshs POV
it took awhile to find some water. But really its a hospital they should have a water fountain ready. I walked in and closed the door behind me. "Im back." I said. I looked at Goth. She looked away guilty like. "What is it?" I ask.

"We . . we can't be friends." she said. I frowned. "What, why?" I was confused. What happened. I didn't want to lose goth completely. She seemed to think over her words.

"Because we cant. Palette doesnt want you as my friend. Im sorry but we just cant. " she said seeming to be close to tears.

To be honest so was I. I do love her. I do care about her. But she is with Palette and I've learn how to deal with that. We stayed friends. Its the closest I can get to being with her. And to hear she doesnt want to be friends anymore . . . it shattered something. Maybe palette convinced her Im a mistake.

Maybe I really am. Maybe she knows Im a disaster. What if Shes thinking these things right now? I clenched one of my fists.

Well if Im a disaster then I might as well . . . leave. Or something. Cause it seems Im not wanted. I looked at the ground and all I could say was. "I understand. " though I really didn't. I sighed and looked up at her. She had wiped her tears away making it look like she was emotionless which made things worse. I went over to her and looked down at her. "Here's your drink you asked for. " I said setting the cup down silently and walking out.

No goodbye. No see you at school in a few weeks. Just here's your drink you asked for. And a closed door.