Chapter 2: No Longer BFF's

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Narrator's (Grant's) POVI let out an angry breath, shaking my head. I can't believe Eddie agreed to play the game with Juicy. It was crazy! Especially when Juicy had no idea about what happened with Eddie and I.

A couple months back, Eddie had been spending a lot of time with me. Juicy wasn't very close to us yet, so it was always just me and him. He never had a problem with me, in fact, I think we were very close at the time. We used to record videos all the time, we were best friends.

Although recently, I realized that Eddie had been acting differently. Ever since Juicy came into the picture, who I don't have a problem with, Eddie was always talking about him. It was never about us anymore, it was always about Juicy. The weird part was, Juicy had no idea about any of this.

I stopped, waiting for the cars to pass before I crossed the road. With my heart broken, I kept my head low, walking to my car. I was happy I didn't drink as much as the other boys so I was able to drive home.

I heard footsteps behind me, but I didn't want to turn around. I already knew who it was, but I didn't dare glance over my shoulder.

Eddie's POV"Narrator!" I called after him as he ignored me, "Grant! Wait!" Narrator stopped just as he was about to open his car door, turning to me with a frown.

"What the hell do you want, Eddie?" He said in a bitter voice, his expression unchanging.

"I wanted to make it up to you," I told him, studying his face, "Look, I don't know what happened back there-"

"Are you kidding me?" He slapped a hand to his forehead, "Eddie, you and Juicy made-out! Does that not mean anything to you?"

I stopped, taken aback by his comment. "I- it..." I was at lost for words, not knowing what to say, "It did but..."

"But what?" Narrator challenged me, growing more and more angry, "That he's better? That he's more important than I ever was?"

"That still doesn't mean Juicy and I aren't anything more than friends!" I started to argue.

"You left me for him!" He yelled, his icy blue eyes filling with up tears. I hesitated, a pang of guilt stabbing at me. I hated making Narrator upset. If I had known it would hurt him so much, I never would have agreed to play the game. But how was I supposed to know how Narrator felt? He never told me anything, and I never bothered to ask.

"We used to be best friends, remember?" His voice shook, "It was until you left me for Juicy, who is an irresponsible kid and smokes and is a bad influence on you!"

"You leave him out of this!" I snapped, suddenly growing angry at him for insulting Juicy, "He's a good guy-"

"A good guy would have seen what happened between us! He wouldn't have split us apart!" Narrator countered, "But instead, you left me alone!"

We glared daggers at each other, and I furrowed my eyebrows at him. I pushed down the overwhelming and guilty feelings bubbling inside me, quickly replacing it with anger. I didn't know who's side to take, Juicy's or Narrator's. I cared deeply about them both, but as Narrator stood upset in front of me, I didn't know what to do.

"Look, dude, I'm sorry," I crossed my arms, "But that doesn't mean you have to insult Juicy like that!"

Narrator shook his head, his expression full of pain and jealousy, "It's too late to apologize, Eddie." His voice grew quiet, and he avoided my eyes, "You should have thought about that before you decided to replace me."

He pushed past me, opening the car door. His back was turned to me as he paused, and he turned his head to the side. "Have fun with Juicy while you're at it okay?" He said, his eyes glimmering with tears, "Even if I'm not there."

And without another word, he drove off in his car, leaving me alone on the dark street. The party was still alive in the distance, but I didn't feel so good at the moment.

I stared at my feet, not knowing what to do. Little did I know that Juicy was watching from Josh's house the whole time, staring in shock at the both of us.

Tears were welling up in his eyes, realizing that two of his best friends were arguing because of him.