Edited: 5/22/23

Kaiser:

Have you ever been tore between someone who's your first love and someone you're starting to love? Have you ever been the type of person who hates hurting anyone? Have you ever been so lost that you don't know what to do? Especially when your past comes crashing back into your present. Your future.

Years ago I dated this girl. She was incredible. She made me laugh, she made me smile, hell she even made me fall in love for the first time. I thought she was the one even if Mac had her doubts. When your sister has her gut instinct, most people follow it. Right?

Not I. Definitely not I.

I ignored all my sister's protests. I ignored everything she said. All because I was falling for this beautiful soul in front me. Had I listened to my sister I would have never been hurt. I wouldn't have been crushed. I wouldn't have become my cold, mean, rude self. If I had listened to her I would not have learned a valuable lesson. I wouldn't have learned from my mistakes.

My fuck ups.

I planned to marry this bitch. I planned to give her the world yet here she was doing the one thing that could kill me. The one betrayal that would ultimately change me. The one betrayal that even she wouldn't come back from.

My trust?

Completely broken.

My heart?

Completely shattered.

So, I trust very few.

My heart I don't trust with a single soul.

Including myself.

Especially myself.

What happens when the one person you vowed to never speak to returns from the ashes? What happens when the person you're starting to fall for gets hurt by you? What happens when you break her trust?

I'll tell you.

Breaking her trust is like wishing you were dead. Breaking her trust is like breaking your shattered heart into a million tiny pieces. Breaking her heart is the ultimate death wish. It leaves you lonely and questioning all your actions. Questioning everything you do daily. When you see something that reminds you of her; it's like a slap the face by the universe. Because, you know she won't answer your call just so you can tell her something. You realize you lost your best friend in the process of your past walking through the actual door.

The door to the backyard to be precise.

The day I didn't kick her out was the day I lost everything. I just never realized exactly what it was. What exactly happened? Let's refresh your memory just a little.

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Once all the kids were with my grandparents. All the adult games and drinks have finally come out to play. We all are around the bonfire cracking jokes on Dawson. All fun and games you know? Dawson being Dawson didn't get what shy little Rylee is talking about.

"Are you China? Because I'm China get in those pants!" Rylee randomly says.

I choke on my beer while Mac has fallen out of her seat. Dawson is looking confused as ever. Still not getting any of her hints.

"There's a pottery class in my area that I'm dying to try. Want to recreate that scene from Ghost with me?" She rambles on.

I'm now choking on air while everyone else is laughing their asses off. Dawson is still confused. Rylee huff out a breath of air because she's getting frustrated with Dawson. Boy just can't take any hints.

"Let's play Titanic, you'll be the iceberg and I'll go down." Rylee says while looking over at Dawson. If you haven't noticed, Rylee is a little drunk. Normally she doesn't say random shit like that in front of a crowd.

"What the hell does that mean?" Dawson asks.

The whole group burst into fits of laughter. Only my brother is this stupid.

"Play the skin flute?" Tinsley says. Still he has a blank expression.

"Smoke pole?" Mac randomly says. Dawson still isn't getting it.

"Give neck?" Kenna yells out. Still nothing going through his head.

"Give top?" Dylan laughs out. Does he even have a brain.?!

"Give hat?" Draven calls out. Still it's not registering in his skull yet.

"Bob for a hotdog?" Mac blurts out. Still his face is that of confusion. Like come on that was an easy one!

"Sucky sucky?" Dylan randomly says. Still his twin is useless. Like that gives it all away!

"For five dollars!" Draven finishes the saying. Still nothing clicked.

"Give brain!" Tinsley yells out. For the love of god Dawson!

"For fuck sake Dawson! She is saying can she give you head dude!" I scream out. Dawson's ears and face get the shade of red like a tomato. Now he gets it.

"Rylee!" Dawson squeals after he has passed the shocked stage.

"Come on Dawson! How could you not figure out what she was talking about?" Mac yells out.

"I wasn't thinking she meant that! It's Rylee we're talking about here. She doesn't freaking come out blunt like that!" Dawson deadpans.

"Dude! You're an idiot!" I crack up laughing.

"I need more beer! Anyone coming?" Mac calls out.

"Yes!" Several of us yell out.

We start to walk beside the clubhouse to get the alcohol from the cooler. Mom, Dad, Mac, and, I froze when we rounded the front of the house. Tinsley looked confused. I don't blame her.

"Annabelle!" Mom and Dad yell out.

"Clarissa!" Mac and I yell out.

Tinsley's solo cup hit the ground.

"How do you know Annabelle?" Both our parents yell.

"Kaiser's donor egg that ran away."

"She's Knuckle's wife!" They both yell out. Dawson and Dylan round the corner from the commotion.

"What the fuck are you doing here!?" They growl out.

"We... we need protection."

"Out. Out. Get. Out!" Dylan yells.

"Get the fuck out. You aren't fucking with my brother's head again." Dawson all but yells.

Mac and I are both stunned at the people in front of us. Mom and dad look just as stunned as we are. Dawson and Dylan have no idea who the older woman is. However, they do know who Clarissa is. I hear shuffling that brings me out of my trance. I look back where Tinsley is.

Fuck! Tinsely!

Well, Tinsley was standing. Now, she's hightailing it out of here. Like a scared dog with her tail between her legs. This sight breaks my heart. I don't know if I should stay and listen to the two women in front of us. Or run after Tinsley.

Cazzo!!

I stay planted in my spot unable to move.

Fuck up number one has arrived ladies and gents.

Word count: 1110

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