Chapter Four

13 3 3
                                    

As usual we never got to talk again,I always keep forgetting we where polar opposite while he was the popular kid perfect in all ways I was the looser always behind with no friend to talk to how the fuck do u expect him to pay attention to me at all.
As usual I sluggishly walk home alone that's more of a routine for me with no changes I know how my mom feels about it but I don't want to make her think any further I can solve my problems myself that's the best I can do for her instead of making her worry.
"Hi mom"he called as he got home
"My darling how are you,and how was school?she asks.
"Mom one question at a time as for class it was good and my friends are all nice they sent their regards"he lied
Oh my what sweet friends you have I can't wait to see them or maybe you could invite them for dinner one of these days."Okay,mom I will"he lied.
This is his life his fucked up pathetic life where his pillows and headphones where his only friends and his only comfort where his bed and his mom so he wasn't willing to loose any of them.

RED ORCHID Where stories live. Discover now