Pt. 3 Heartache In The Suburbs

I'd been to the park on more than one occasion and _ wasn't there. Was she avoiding me? I was back to sulking in my room. On top of that Nick and Kevin wouldn't leave me alone. Right now, I was trying to watch TV. Keyword: trying. My room was getting boring.
"She broke up with you, didn't she?" Nick asked.
"No," I said through gritted teeth. I switched the channel.
"Are you sure?" nick asked," you haven't been out much lately."
"Neither have you," i countered.
Touche," nick nodded," So are you planning on doing anything at all today?"
"I'm doing it."
"Great! Kev! Joe's coming with us." He got up and left the room.
"What're you talking about? I agreed to nothing!"
We ended up going to Starbucks. Kevin's addiction. I should've known.
"Really? Starbucks?" I said.
"What's you expect?" Kevin asked," If we go anywhere else we get mobbed."
"That's true" Nick added. I breathed in suddenly and choked on my coffee. Kevin and Nick looked at me with a worried expression.
"You okay?" kevin asked. NO!
"Yea," i coughed," fine." I was so not fine. Because guess who walked through the door, and she sure as hell wasn't with Belle.
"We should go," i said. Kevin looked at me like I'd grown 2 heads.
"We just got here!"
"And we should leave. What if the paparazzi comes?"
"Dude, we're regulars here. I think they have enough pictures of us at Starbucks," Nick said.
"Fine. then just drive me home and come back," i said.
"do you know how much gas is?!" kevin exclaimed.
"Fine..."i said through gritted teeth,"ill walk" i stood up and froze.
"I thought you were worried about papparazzi?" Nick said," Walking will send them running." Right as i stood up, __ looked my way. She was laughing at whatever the guy next to her was saying. When she saw me the laughter caught in her throat. She stared at me in shock, surprise and horror. then she quickly looked away. I slowly sat back down.
"Joe?" Kevin asked," Are you ok?" I shook my head.
"No...no i'm not. Can we go...please?" kevin and Nick exchanged a glance then quickly got up. We walked out and I made sure not to look at _.
Once in the car, i layed across the whole backseat.
"So..."Nick began," you want to tell us what's going on?"
"No."
"Then how are we---"
"you can read about it in my journal. but i warn you it won't be pretty."