doomed

Chapter 8

Chapter 8
Before I went home from school I talked to the secretary about the C2 class and it got exchanged immediately.

I liked that about this place, you could just ask for change and immediately receive it. There was actually a lot I appreciated more since coming back from england.

Maybe it had done some good to me, a little gratitude. Couldn't be bad I guess.

I also saw a flyer about this ball on friday, I usually wasn't the guy to attend that shit by choice.

Usually.

Maybe for her I'd let it slide. I was 99% sure she was going with Evan. And watching him see me talk to his girl really seemed more amusing than going to some party.

I could still do that after anyway. And it would shine good light on my perfect son image, I needed to act atleast a little changed to the outside so that he wouldn't send me back.

I mean I guess I could say no to going back this time, I was 19 now not 17 anymore. But like with the moving out, there wasn't much of a choice.

Either I did what he said or he would find a way to make me. I hated that about him, along side other stuff of course.

But it surely was at the top.

Sometimes I wondered what my life would look like if I hadn't been brought here.
If he had gotten another son to use for crowd and not make me leave columbia.

It really didn't matter though, I was here. I couldn't change anything about that fact but accept it. So I did exactly that.

Accept it.

I walked out the school and over to my car while calling my sewer. „mr Kingston hello"

I got inside the vehicle and started the engine. „Hey how are you?"

„Good how are you?"

I nod, he couldn't see me. I drove off the parking lot. „I'm good, do you have time right now? I need a new suit."

„Of course sir, right now?"

I nodded again. Was just intrusive thoughts getting the best of me. „Yeah does that work for you?"

„i have time"

„Great. I'll be there in 20."

I hung up the phone and started driving there. Marcus had worked for us for over 12 years.
He had made my first ever suit and even added the little skull my father didn't allow. I still liked him for that.

Even though now I wouldn't have put so much interest into skulls for buttons. Back then it was like the biggest deal for me.

Either I got them or I wouldn't go.

I was 6 after all.

25 minutes later I walked into the store, the extra 5 came from the cigarette I smoked on the way and the little available parking spots around the area.

We talked for a little bit and at 5.30 I walked out the store with a black suit, a while button up, no skull buttons.

A prada tie and black jeans with a black leather belt. The best thing about it, the opening. It had a lighter build into it which you could snap out and in.

I had also ordered a new pair of sunglasses to go with it, as I would most definitely be extremely high there. And some new rings and earrings.

6 year old me would have loved that, we had the same opinion there.

I texted Shane that I'd be there at 7.30 because I still needed to do some stuff. Then I went home and took a nap.

It definitely was something to do. And I was dead tired. I also needed to sleep out the remaining weed or I would get punched in the face.