Life, Death, Together

Chapter 1

The rough seats on the car bugged every bit on my body. The gravel road bumped the car wheels making a loud thump every time it hit a rock. The deep stare of my father as he looked through the mirror in front of him. "You're not some kind of bully you would find in middle school. You are a bully in high school, and you better toughen up or the basement will become your new room." I nodded silently and he looked back at the road.

The twists and turns of each corner made my heart thump. I didn't want to bully anyone. I didn't want to be anyone. But here I am, about to get dropped off to school and if I don't bully at least five people, the basement will be my only comforting place. It's not like I have a choice, my father wants me to be all strong, he thinks bullying people is better than being bullied.

The road turned smooth and the scent of wood and roses made my nose shrivel in disgust. Disgusting school, father, and car. The sidewalk was filled with people trying to get into the school but a line had formed for me and my father to go through first. The whole school hates me, but they thought we were wealthy and important so we were treated that way. I looked around and puffed out my chest making sure nobody thought of me as some sweet boy who you wanted to be-friend.

The school entrance skimmed my hair and I had to flatten it back down. I was more focused on looking tough then ducking my head. My dad had walked behind me and silently left, leaving me alone. The stairs creaked with each step I took, I didn't want to go to school. I sighed as I made it up the stairs and started walking through the long hallway. I boy skinned my elbow and I turned toward him, giving him a deathly stare and flaring my nostrils before turning in a sharp manner. I turned back and continued walking as the boy shook from close contact with me.

I wasn't even that scary, I didn't even say anything. I turned to the next hall and opened my locker. I didn't need a lock, people wouldn't dare steal from me. A short boy approaching me caught my attention, Jake. He was known for being a playboy and having many many girlfriends in the past. I was his best friend, I didn't really have any friends other than him, so I guess he was my best friend too. "What's up weakling!" He shouted, making me a little bit angry.

"Oh shut up!" I laughed at him before shutting my locker. A girl came into the hall and Jake quickly went to a random locker and posed, making kissing faces at the poor girl. She giggled in a high pitch tone before catching up with some friends. He laughed before standing up and putting his arm on my shoulder, or trying to anyway.

I was supposed to skip class and go do something bad. I grabbed my phone and ran out of school, people sighing as the watched me rush down the stairs. It had become a regular for me to run out every day and go spray paint some buildings or even steal from some small stores down the road. Today was a stealing day, which also meant doing my checkup with my father.

This meant checking up on how many i've bullied, where i've been, and a lot more. The long sidewalk made me tired and sweaty, it was almost the end of the school year and with summer coming, it was going to burn. A shop popped into view as I turned the corner of the long sidewalk. I sat down on a bench outside before peeking in the window and a girl with deep brown eyes and long black glanced up before smirking at me.

I had seen her before, Jade. She was a few years older than me and was popular within the girls and boys in her grade. My dad said I needed a weak, beautiful lady to go on a date and get married with and protect with all my life. He had tried setting me up on a date with her at a fancy restaurant and told Jade we were rich.

I walked in and she smiled at me waving me into her line. The store was empty and the sandwiches cooking in the back smelt delicious. I walked into her line and she put her hands on the counter and pushed her wait on it to get her closer to me. I stayed still and let her do whatever she was gonna do and didn't think of it as anything.

I regretted my thoughts as she grabbed my hands out of my pockets and tried to pull me over the counter. I weighed more than she thought and she called over a random man to help lift me over the counter. "What are you doing?" I laughed thinking the man couldn't do it, to my surprise he lifted me up and shoved me to her. She put a cart under me and started moving me to the back.

I swear that the squeaky cart would just break under me and I could escape her needy grasp but it stayed, surprisingly. She brought me into the freezer and the door shut. The door wouldn't open unless she called another employee and had them open it. I was trapped with a maniac in a freezer.

What the heck was I getting myself into? Dad would be happy though and if it made him happy I was fine with it. I straightened myself before pushing her into the wall and kissing her on the cheeks before going for the mouth. I let go and my thoughts took over.

"You don't want this!"
"You don't want this?"
"You don't want this."
"You don't need this."

She noticed my dazing and laughed. "What are you doing, come on!" I backed away, looking at her with a deathly stare. "No." She looked puzzled before stepping closer. "I said NO!" I yell, punching her against the wall. I looked at my hands before running into the door. I was mad and punched the whole door off before running.

I ran and didn't look back.