𝗦𝗠𝗢𝗞𝗘 𝗦𝗜𝗚𝗡𝗔𝗟𝗦! adam reed

RULE 16! he would have enough of the bullshit i put him through

﹙SMOKE SIGNALS ★﹚

I SAT SILENTLY!�
adams mother left us alone, with a weird box.

neither of us wanted to open it, or even be near each other.

but still, obviously, we were.

because we always were.

adams mother noticed this.

she knew we didn't get along the greatest. she just thought it was because of adam being an annoyed asshole.

she told me about it in the morning, before she left for work and before adam woke up.

adams father died 2 years ago.

he had no idea what to do. he was upset at the world, at everything.

that's why she thought adam was being rude to me.

but it was really because i was mean to him, too.

another rule of revenge; constantly make their life a living hell, but only up to the point where it can be played off as a joke.

or, if you can lie about it, and make it seem like a joke.

that's what i did with adams mom.

i lied to her.

every single day.

i made it seem like adam was the bad person. like adam was a cruel, violent boy.

he wasn't.

i was cruel.

she told me that she left us the box on the counter because it was something to do for 'bonding'.

she wanted us to get along so badly.

but we wouldn't.

i don't think we ever will.

adam took a seat at the furthest stool away from me, placing his plate on the table.

he ate silently.

i stared at him, looking down whenever we made eye contact.

"what do you want?" adam asked impatiently when i looked at him for the fifteenth time.

"nothing." i glared.

"then stop looking at me."

"i'm not looking at you."

"you're staring really hard. i'm just trying to eat, but apparently, i can't do anything when i'm not with you."

"you're acting like i'm in love with you. tell your mom you don't want a babysitter anymore and she'll just let you stay home alone."