Maybe I Wasn't Enough

"Oh look! I'm Izzy! I forgive too easily, and take people's Lucky Charms!" Vic said, with a horrible impression of myself.

"I hate you." I said, sarcastically, hitting Vic's chest.

He chuckled, and poured himself another bowl of cereal, and sat in the chair next to me at the table.

I propped my feet upon his lap, and smiled. I loved our brother-sister connection.

"Later today, you should come listen to our band." He said, his eyes focused on me.

I chuckled. "Sure. When? Do you guys have like..scheduled times or something?" I asked.

Vic chuckled. "No, just...whenever, I guess."

I finished my cereal, grabbed my Vans, and slipped them on. I still wasn't dressed for the day, and was still in Tony's hoodie, a Harry Potter top, and some of Andy's pajama bottoms.

"Text me later, Vic. I need a Harry Potter marathon to cure my headache." I said, before borrowing Mike's DVD set, and walking back across the street.

"Sam!" I yelled, throwing my shoes to the corner of the living room, and running up the stairs.

Sam was always the one to watch Harry Potter with me. It was a "cure for everything".

I opened his door, to see everything was gone. All of it. It hasn't had that "Sammy vibe" that it had had before. It was just...a room.

I looked over to the bed, to find a small letter on it, folded neatly.

I opened it, and immediately noticed Sam's handwriting.

"Bella, you were right. I'm a jerk. You need to have a best friend better than me. If you ever need me, you know where to find me. Love you, babe. Sammy."

My heart dropped to my feet. I had fucked up. It was all gone. My entire friendship with Sam. All of it. He obviously hated me now. I wanted to run. I wanted to run to Sam, and say how sorry I was. But I knew he didn't want me to. He would want me to stay away from him. I knew how he worked. He hated me, but was too polite to say it.

I sighed. And walked back over to Vic's.

"Izzy? Are you okay?" He asked, putting his bowl in the sink.

I forced a smile. "I'm fine. So, ready to let me here this kick-ass band?" I asked, chuckling a bit.

He smiled. "Sure, just let me call the guys, they'll be here soon."

A while later, after Jaime and Tony had arrived, we all walked down to the basement. They had an entire setup. It was really impressive.

"Mkay, so..." Vic hesitated. "This song is called Yeah Boy And Doll Face. It sucks...but whatever."

Were you honest when you said
"I could never leave your bed"
Wake me up and let me know you're alive
And will you fall in love again
Is the scent slowly spreading
I've been answering machines all night
And are the doctors dancing in
While the ambulances sing
Another boy without a sharper knife
The moment, that's where I
Kill the conversation
Wrap this up
With a knife that loves to feel
How do you know how deep to go before it's real
Take me home
Can I even complicate your breathing
I guess I'm just your average boy
This is me
With a knife in the back
And a grip on the grass
It's cold and I don't want to be here
I guess I'm never comfortable or situational
Are we losing or beginning
To try a new life without you
The moment, that's where I
Kill the conversation
Wrap this up
With a lie that I'm enjoying every minute with myself
And she could make hell feel just like home
So I'm never leaving her alone
But if your lightning lips aren't mine
Then I don't know the awkward stranger to my right
But she's crying
I only need one hand to drive
When you're with me
You are my getaway
Oh no
And don't you ever feel alone
And don't you wish you were home
Cut the lust tonight
Alright, alright tell me why my
Little Mona Lisa told a lie
Do you want me
Do you want to let me know that you're ok
A diamond gold ring
Customized to cut your circulation
But I couldn't let you go
No, I never let you go my dear
So keep talking cause I love to hear your voice
Your voice again

"So, what'd you think?" Vic asked, once they were finished.

Vic was singing? I knew he played guitar, but he had a phenomenal voice.

I got up, and threw my arms around him.

"I think you're gonna be famous one day." I confessed.

They were absolutely amazing. And that was the brutal truth. It was...fantastic.

"Okay, well. Now that we have your opinion, can we go eat?" Jaime asked, rubbing his stomach, and putting his base back in its leather case.

I giggled a little, and nodded. "I'll make eggs and bacon, since it's still only 12." I said, and with that, Mike, Jaime, and Vic all ran upstairs.

"So, you really liked it?" Tony asked.

I giggled, my hands in the hoodie pocket. "Yes, I did. No, actually; that's an understatement. I thought it was phenomenal." I answered.

He chuckled, and pulled me into an embrace, after her put his guitar back.

I laid my head on his chest, and he grabbed my chin between his thumb and forefinger. He pulled my face close, so our faces where inches apart.

He kissed me passionately, but I forced myself to pull away.

"Anakin..." I whispered.

He smiled. "I just had to do it one more time." He said, kissing my cheek.

I sighed.

"Come on, lets go upstairs." He said, grabbing my hand, and walking with me.