P S Y C H E

Chapter Ten

Jaeden

    Slamming the door behind me as I entered our house, I threw my stuff on the table in the kitchen. What the actual fuck? Why the hell did she not talk to anyone? Mia needs psychological help but, can't get it. Her caretakers are doing a helluva job taking care of her. She was raising her siblings with no help. That made sense as to why she was working two jobs at once. I think I actually feel bad for the girl. It's obvious she doesn't talk to anyone. Seeing her lonely made me feel some type of way that I couldn't describe.
    After I dropped her off at the shit hole she calls home and watched as children, maybe a little bit around our age watching us, it made me realize that nobody is as what they seem. She wasn't miserable because she chose too, it was just the circumstance's she was given and I can't do anything about it. It's as if there is this wall between us. Like she's pushing me out yet she was so open with me. I could tell it worried her. Has child protect services done anything to fix it? I knew better then to trust them and Mia knows that too. I think she's so worried about other people she forgets she's human too. She needs to realize that it's okay to be selfish and get yourself out. Even if it meant leaving the people you love behind. I groan in annoyance at the thought. I could appreciate a women who looks after her family but I can not stand to watch it drag her down.
    I instantly stand up, go to the fridge and crack open a beer. Not my first choice but, I'm a little to pissy to be driving right now. It just pained me knowing there wasn't jack shit I could do. I hated this. I wanted to help but I can't someone who won't help themselves. I know Mia has probably tried but, maybe it's best I give her that extra push.
    "Why the hell are you bitchin' and moanin'?" Tony asked. I looked at him and scowled. I knew he did nothing wrong but what was I supposed to do? Not a fan of talking about my emotions so that wasn't on the table. It's better to drink and fuck them away.
    "Alright, don't tell me then." He said and grabbed a beer. He started sipping on it again. I didn't want to say anything to him because he was in his Joker era again. He hasn't had this era in a long time and I knew it would just sound fucking ridiculous. "How do you get a stubborn ass woman to get some form of help?" I asked him. He looked at me. "Is this about Mia again?" He asked me. I gave a silent, singular, nod. He just sighed.
    "I know you don't care about your reputation but, she's honestly not that bad. Yeah there is rumors about her and all but again, they're just rumors." I looked at him. "I'm not talking about school. She has it pretty fucking hard at home too. She just refuses to say anything to anyone and I don't know how to feel about it. I know it's not my place and it's her life but, I'm worried. I don't understand why either considering I don't even find her attractive."
    "So then, explain it to me. What's she like?" He said. I take in a deep breath and then look towards Miles whose standing in the corner. "Care to share with the rest of the class?" He asked as he sat on the other chair infront of me. "She's beautiful but, she's annoying in a good way and I feel like she thinks everyone in the world needs her. Well in her sad sad world, but they don't. People are not meant to need people, man!" I slam the beer bottle onto the table. "She's to scared to leave and I act like I don't care but fuck man, I do. I don't know why but I feel slightly overprotective of her."