I walked into my house, instantly realizing that Mom wasn't home since her car wasn't in the driveway, and flopping onto the couch. I sighed as I turned on my back and just stared at the ceiling. I would normally go into my room to think, but I feel more... open. I think Kylie's thoughts and her smile were getting to me.

I then subconsciously felt the cheek she kissed a few moments ago. Why did she do that? I mean, I get she thinks I'm sweet, but you don't kiss friends. Maybe it was just out of habit for her? I don't even know.

Whether she likes me or not, I am glad that she got me out of my depressing thoughts. I couldn't imagine having to go through a whole year of feeling like shit. Wait I swore- aaaaaannnnnddddd she's rubbing off on me again.

I smiled to myself as I got a text from my phone. I leaned over the side table to reach it and who I saw made my eyes widen.

xxx-xxx-xxxx: Hey Keith! It's Mark!

Holy shit... how did he get my number?

I texted him back instantly. I haven't seen him in months! This is insane!

K: Dude! What the hell? How did you get my number!

I then realized his texts were coming in as his number, so I quickly added him in my contacts before responding to his message.

M: Ahh, cmon man. You aren't mad at me for calling your dad and asking for your number are you?

K: ... Wtf? What are you?

M: EVERYTHING!

K: How's everything been going in NY?

M: It's been lonely as fuck without you. I've got a couple friends, but they don't have your personality. I miss ya Keith.

K: Same with me. But I've been managing.

M: Yeah. I heard everything that's been happening with ya. I'm sorry about Sophie.

I frowned when he mentioned her. God, she was such a sweet dog.

K: Yeah. But someone's been helping me deal with it.

M: School councilor? I thought you hated him.

K: I do. I have a friend helping me.

M: You made another friend? Who is this replacement of mine?! HOW DARE HE REPLACE MY ASS!

K: Well, for one this he is a she.

M: what?

K: You read that right. I'm friends with a girl.

M: WHAT THE SHIT?! WHEN THE HELL DID THIS BULLSHIT HAPPEN!

K: Beginning of the year.

M: So is she your girlfriend? I thought you hated the idea of being in a relationship after your last two girlfriends.

K: We're not dating. Just friends.

M: Mind if I get a pic of her? I wanna she if she's worthy of dating you.

K: The hell? Is your sister rubbing off on you?

M: A lot. Now let me see a pic!

K: I don't even think I have a picture of her.

M: You're not marriage material.

K: Dafaq? When did I say I wanted to marry her?

M: Just kidding. Jesus, no pics?

K: I can check if she has social media.

I got on Facebook and I stopped to view some pictures. They were all so old and loving. I missed all of these moments. I kinda wish I could go back to them. And I want to bring Kylie with me.

Wait what?

I then shook my head as I checked the name Kylie. As soon as her name popped up- Kylie Herrin- I noticed her profile picture was of a cute family. I clicked on Kylie's name, which I gotta admit, Herrin was a cool last name, and I blinked at what was on there. It wasn't anything bad, but these photos made me wonder if I was really on Kylie's profile.

The most recent photos were normal Kylie: her soft smile and green eyes were still sweet. I felt my cheeks flush as I looked at it. I took a screenshot of that picture, but as I went down to the older photos, I noticed something about her. The comments were really nasty the farther down I went. There was a photo from 2011, and it was a picture of her sitting next to a a patient. But the patient looked happy to be next to her, and the comments were all threats.

Come back to school and I'll make your life a living hell.

You go to that hospital? Now I know where to go to unplug your life.

Just go die. No one cares about your life.

I then saw there was a comment from Kylie herself.

I don't care if you hate me. You can't kill me. I'm not invincible, but you're all mortal. I could kill you all if I really wanted to; I just choose to be merciful.

The hell? What kind of sadistic comment was this? The Kylie I know would never make this kind of thing.

M: You didn't leave me to go fuck your friend, did you?

Mark's comment took me off guard.

K: Dude! No.

M: Where's the damn picture!!!!

I sighed. I'll have to explore more later. I got back on the chat and texted Mark the photo of Kylie.

K:

Let me tell ya, Mark's reaction wasn't the one I was expecting.

M: IS THAT KYLIE HERRIN?!

K: Yeah. You know her?

M: SHE CHANGED SO MUCH!

K: How do you know her?

M: Keith, you are fucking blind.

K: Why? What's with her?

M: SHE GOT EXPELLED FROM
HER OLD SCHOOL SIX YEARS AGO AND CAME TO OUR DISTRICT AS A JUVENILE!

I blinked. What? Since when? This can't be true. The Kylie I know wouldn't hurt a fly. Sure, she could be a bit harsh at times, but to be in prison? She was way to gentle. Right?

K: Do you have a picture of her from then?

M: YOU'RE ON HER PROFILE ON FACEBOOK! Look through the damn shit!

I did as he said, and I gaped at all the pictures from six years ago. Specifically their captions

I don't make time for bitches; they make time for me.

March 14th 2011

Was this seriously her in middle school? She looks so much older. What's with the biker chic style?

I decided to go to 2012. She would've been in our school for a year after arrest at this point.

Shit happens. I don't care what happens to me at this point. I'm gonna die from the pity in the air.

October 31st, 2012

Was this her Halloween costume? Damn. But what's with all these strange captions? Was she just tired of the world at this point?

I then went to 2014. And that's when things got different.

We're all fighting something. Whether it's external or internal, I hope we can all make it through.

September 13th, 2014

Tagged people: Kirstin Herrin

Was this her sister? What happened to Kylie that would make her go from badass bitch to a sweetheart?

I went back to Mark.

K: What is this?

M: It's everything Keith! How have you never heard of her?

K: I was an antisocial prick, you ass.

M: Riiiiiiight. But still! She was the biggest talk in the school. She even had parole officers following her to each class.

This was too much for me to take in. I had to get answers.

K: Mark... who was she before?

A/N: BIIIIIIIITCH!!!! IT'S BEEN A LONG ASS TIME SINCE I'VE BEEN ON THIS BOOK AND HOLY JESUS CHRIST I MISSED IT SO MUCH! It's been like a fucking year since I've worked on this, and I'm so sorry. There's been a lot going on like my shipping book and Royalty to Pirates, and this book kinda got pushed aside. NOT ANYMORE! But I will be working on the previous chapters to fix some odds and ends. Other than that, I'M BACK BITCH! PEACE!