Romantic. || NoCo Angst.

Chapt. 3 🥀

* I notice how this story is kind of fast paced? This book is only set to have around 10-12 chapters. I'm trying not to make it very fast paced though, so I apologize. — Vii

* CODY'S POV. *

The weekends were always long and brutal. Most times, my dad would bring home more sluts, but now that he and Maddie were together, he stopped doing that.  I think? I don't know, I haven't been able to really focus on anything other than the sound of my own heartbeat.

I kind of forgot about that.. Noah guy from the store honestly.  It's only been like .. a day or two, I dunno man. 

I still have his number, I just never had the courage to message the guy.  I barely know him after all.

All I could do was sigh, frustrated from everything.  My dad's treatment wasn't getting any better.  He seemed to get worse when Maddie was around, god I hate her.  She gives me a bad feeling.  The way she looks at me is just... disgusting.  I'm a little scared to be around her in all honesty.

Weird right? I'm supposed to be strong, not scared.  Dad would be mocking me right now if he heard my thoughts.

I have some pretty violent thoughts though, it's strange.

Yesterday, that phone call kind of creeped me out.  The way the person on the other line just... breathed scared me.  I've seen a few horror movies, and definitely not by choice, and for some reason, a lot of the time, there's the killer, breathing on the other side of the phone.

It makes me a little . . weirded out.  Like, why would anyone want anything to do with me? I'm weak, I'm disgusting, I'm far too skinny, my eyes are a disgusting shade of blue, and I really have nothing good to say about myself.

I sighed again, sitting up finally.  I cant stay in bed all day, dad would kill me honestly.  I've thought about running away countless times before, but I never had the guts to.  Besides, where would I run off to? Who would I go to? I don't have friends that would be willing to take me, unless you count that Noah guy.  But that'd be weird to just be like: "Hey man, can I stay at your place even though we met like one or two days ago?" I would for sure be weirded out honestly.

Anyways, I need to restock the fridge. I only went to the store yesterday to get me something to eat. I guess.

I grabbed my jacket and my shoes, putting them on as I left.  Honestly, I don't mind the cold.  Sure, it pierces my skin and kind of hurts, but it lets me feel something other than the overwhelming sorrow.

Anyways.. As I was walking, I saw that guy from yesterday or something again.  He was walking a dog.

I love dogs.. and cats too, of course.

His dog looks so fluffy.. Like marshmallows, I wonder if it tastes like a marshmallow too...

That's totally a normal thought anyone would have.

I must've spaced out, cuz the Noah guy walked over to me.

" Hey, Cody. What're you up to? " He asked.

" Is your dog made of marshmallows, and if yes, can I eat it. "

" Excuse me, what—"

" I'm hungry. "

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* NO POV. *

" You said you were hungry, now eat. "

" BUT— "

" Eat. " Noah glared at Cody, pushing the pretzel towards him.

" Fine... " Cody grumbled, taking a bite of the pretzel.