– Where did she go? – I ask and sit beside Oliver.
– Home, I guess. She simply said "I gotta go" and blasted. – I stay quiet and look at the grass – They did a great job with this field, huh?
– I guess...
– Do you want to tell me what happened?
– Do I have to?
– Pretty much, yeah.
– Well, resuming, I'm a mistake to my mother, a trash to my father, a disappointment to my sister and the cause of death of my grandparents...
– They said those things to you?
– Surprise, surprise...
– Did they know...?
– I don't think so...
– And now?
– Now they do. I practically shoved that to their faces.
We stay quiet for a few seconds.
– So, Ulisses... – He says – What happened there?
– I really shouldn't tell you...
– Oh, please! You know you should tell me everything.
– Hm... Kickboxing.
– Kickboxing? Like in kicks and punches kickboxing? You?
– I feel flattered.
– I'm sorry it's just that seems impossible. – I roll my eyes and smile.
– Three years and a half.
– Really?
– Yeap. Before I met you guys.
– Then why did you let yourself be kicked that way?
– My coach always told me not to use my "skills" in public.
– Your coach, huh?
– My grandfather.
– I see it now...
We stay quiet again.
– Do you think this will pass one day? – He asks.
– Maybe. I really hope so... I didn't survive so many suicide attempts to continue miserable.
– How many?
– Five, counting with the time Ulisses threw me through the art room's window.
– He... What? – I shudder – Are you immortal?
– Perhaps...
After a few hours of talking trash, we head to my house. As soon as I open the door, I spot my family, except Maira and Jason, sitting in an "intervention" way.
– Noah... – Mom starts and they all stand – We need to talk to you.
I simply stare at her. This better not be an intervention.
– It's about your... Um... – She continues.
– My?
– Your behavior since a few months from now... – Maria says.
– Oh. Okay. – I sit down – Enlighten me. How has my behavior been?
– I think I gotta head home... – Oliver says.
– No, Oliver. Stay. I think you also need to hear this... – Mom says.
Oh, this is going to be good.

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Me, My Shrink And Lisa
Teen FictionThe explanations behind some feelings might be... Complicated. The feelings behind some actions even more. Suicide, for example, has depression, pain, grief, emptiness and many other feelings behind it. This story explains how some of those feelings...