Well one day, Kite texted me confessing he liked me. He asked me how I felt about it, and I said I'm not feeling really into relationships right now. Later that day, I talked to Auto on the phone, he asked me if I talked to Kite that day. I told him Kite said 'hi', and that's it. I didn't want to tell Auto that Kite liked me, because I knew that would upset him, but then Auto said 'He didn't say anything else? He told me he was going to tell you he liked you.'
I was starting to feel set up. Was Auto just calling to see if I would tell him. 'So now you're trying to hide shit!' he said in a mocking accusatory voice that you knew held some seriousness.
I didn't want to tell Auto I didn't want to hurt him, because then that would bring up his whole speech of 'I can get him if I wanted him, I just don't.' and he'd accuse me of saying I'm more attractive then him. I was stuck, but I just accepted it and let him know I didn't like Kite.
Which brings me to last night, after the club, and the house party. The house party was whack, so we left early to go park on the top of the parking garage to go party on our own. I was tired as shit, and upset over feeling like Nathan was getting mad at me for trying to find Auto and Eric and getting them safely to Glenn's. (especially when he'd take the phone and cuss out Auto, thinking that would help the situation) and Auto getting mad at me for leaving initially with Nathan. So I sat in the back seat trying to pass out. Unfortunately, I was in the back seat with a very drunk and awake Kite. He would keep waking me up (which pissed me off. Once I pass out, do not wake me up) and he kept trying to cuddle with me, asking me what's wrong, and grabbing my face to go in for a kiss (which I would just turn away from). I could feel Auto looking. I texted him at one point saying 'Sorry, I'm not doing anything. I just want to sleep.'
It's the end of the night, and we need to leave. Kite continued drinking, so he's trashed and in no way a condition to drive. We almost slept with him in the car till he sobered up, but Auto wanted to leave. (Not to put this blame on Auto, more than anything did I want to be home and not sleeping in the back seat with Kite.) So Auto attempted to sober him up. He forced Kite to walk around the parking garage with him, which was pretty much Auto carrying Kite around the parking garage. Eric and I were still in the car. I doubt Eric could give a fuck, but I could imagine a speech from Auto saying 'I was the only one trying to help Kite and you guys just sat in here!', so I ran up to help him handle Kite.
When I ran up to try and help, it wasn't long before Auto threw Kite at me and said, "Here! Take him!"
Auto can be a jackass sometimes, but most of the time I brush it off, like now. I take the stumbling Kite to his car, and Auto stomps up with the keys, jams the key in the front door, and swings open the door. 'Auto is getting tired of Kite,' I thought. I calmly unlocked the back doors, set him in the back seat, and expressed how important it was he didn't go anywhere, he just stayed here and sobered up. (Like I could do anything else. Auto's was my ride.) The I went back to Auto's car, and he went to leave. Out of concern, we ended up going to the other side of the parking garage to see what Kite would do. He just smoked.
"We're leaving a drunk person at the top of a parking garage," Auto said like it wasn't his idea, "This is so irresponsible."
"Do you want to stay a little while?" I asked. I could pass out anywhere at this point.
"No, I'm not sleeping in my fucking car!" he snapped.
"We could call Justin," I suggested.
"What the fucks that gonna do?" He snapped again.
I'm out of idea's, and I truthfully didn't care at this point. We all stopped drinking and he kept shooting. Every time I made a suggestion, Auto would yell at me. I was tired. At best Kite will get a D.U.I. and not die in a car accident. We drove off. (And this is why Auto, Eric, and I are going to hell.)
That's when it happened. On the way home Auto said it.
"To be perfectly honest Razzi, it made me kind of mad that you were passing out in the back seat, and then as soon as I go away with Kite to sober him up, your suddenly awake, and can't let someone else be alone with Kite."
"I told you, I don't like Kite."
"Truthfully, I don't care, 'cause I know I could have Kite if I want to."
On the way home I almost fall asleep, but I hear Auto and Eric talking. Auto, thinking I'm asleep, says to Eric, "You know, it's just strange because Kite is one of the first guys I don't have wrapped around my finger. He like that thing in the back seat over me.
Auto, you are insecure. I get jealous, but I refuse to let that be a reason to get mad at someone.
So I'm mad at Auto. I'm probably going to avoid talking to him for a while. I've also decided I'm going to avoid Pantheon for a while. It truthfully has turned me into a slut, and if I keep going, I'm going to hurt the men that I care about. It was fun while it lasted, but fuck Auto, and fuck Pantheon.