🥇🥇Winner of the Indian legion awards
"With great power comes suicide attempts, social anxiety, and the itch to live as a normal black teenager."
Mitch Palmer started college as an attempt to live a normal life but that mistake brought back secret...
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"Hello Mitchell," she sipped from the black mug she was holding with an ugly smile on her face. She looked like the white version of Amanda Waller in the suicide squad. Except, Amanda was hotter, Doc looked like an old bitch with saggy boobs.
Ruan and Vinnie stood at a corner with their arms crossed, looking like scolded babies. "You've been fitting in quite well." she eyed my dress and I drew it down to cover my exposed thighs.
"How'd you find me?" was the first question that popped into my head and it was stupid because I witnessed the tracker she implanted on my phone when I was 15. She shrugged, placing the mug on the glass table close to her before gesturing me to sit but I refused.
"I wanna have a word with you," her eyes roamed around the room, particularly lingering on Ruan. "Alone." she concluded and they left the living room reluctantly.
"Pack your bags, you're coming with me." she ordered like a god, eyes narrowed like I had no right to oppose
I stood still, staring at her with my resting bitch face. I was tired of her shit and I bet with the way she patted the couch she was sitting on uncontrollably, I knew she was tired of me too.
"I wonder if my voice wasn't loud enough." she stirred the spoon in her mug.
"It is actually, I'm ignoring you," I folded my arms, raising my tiny boobs like a real adult. "I'm not going anywhere." I popped my lips and she stopped stirring and cocked her head to the side a little.
"I'm sorry, what?"
"The call of yesterday was a mistake. I was in trouble, yeah, but I don't need your help anymore. I have the money my parents saved up for me and I have new people who are willing to give me a life." I gave her a piece of my mind and she laughed, wholeheartedly that I was beginning to feel really uncomfortable and stupid.
"And the life I gave you?" she asked and I smiled, literally shaking inside. Locking me up in a mental hospital she owned, getting me homeschooled, making me make friends with mentally fucked people.
"You have a family, married twice with 4 kids and still kept me away from them like I was some secret abomination. You said you promised my parents you'd take care of me but you didn't. You locked me away and kept me from the truth. You must think I'm really stupid to believe my mom's suicide isn't related to my dad's murder." I walked closer to her, crouching down to her face as I stared deeply into her wide eyes.
"I was shot in the head and miraculously I survived. You know what happened but you're keeping it away from me. Time's changed Doc, I'll figure everything out without your help." she cleared her throat like I was going to kiss her so I rolled my eyes and stood on my full height.
