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OMNISCIENT POV 𝙹𝚞𝚕𝚢 𝟹𝚛𝚍, 𝟸𝟶𝟷𝟺 " TASTE OF BETRAYAL "
The fourteen year old boy stood in the middle of his bedroom, his arms crossed tightly over his chest. He could feel the anger boiling up inside of him, threatening to spill over at any moment.
"Ma, you not being fair!" he shouted, his voice trembling with emotion.
Sheronda stood in the doorway, her arms folded across her chest as she glared at her son. "I'm not being fair?" she repeated incredulously. "You're the one who's been causing all of this trouble!"
Kentrell shook his head, his dark eyes blazing. "I haven't done none wrong," he insisted. "It's all in my head!"
"Oh, don't give me that dumbass bullshit" Sheronda spat. "You know exactly what you're doing. You're trying to make me seem like the bad guy here, when really it's you who been acting like crazy!"
Kentrell's fists clenched at his sides. He could feel the anger surging through him, making his thoughts jumbled and confused. "I'm not a crazy," he defended.
"I can't help the way I am!" He defended, clutching his pulsing head in his hands
Sheronda sneered. "Oh, please. You're just trying to manipulate me, like you always do. You're nothing but a cold-hearted, evil lit' boy."
Tears sprang to Kentrell's eyes, but he refused to let them fall. He knew that his mother was trying to push his buttons, to make him feel guilty and ashamed. But he couldn't let her get to him. He had to stay strong.
"Ian evil, and ian crazy." he said quietly, his voice barely audible. "I'm sick. My momo said im sick, this not me."
Sheronda rolled her eyes. "Sick? Don't give me that crap. You're just trying to get attention. Well, you not going to get it from me. I'm done witchu' and yo dumbass games."
