Loki always lived his life unapologetically.Some people could get with it and others? Simply got left. Loki didn't sweat the small stuff.Better yet? He barely sweated anything at all. When a mysterious young man named Kaiser crosses Loki path multi...
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"Kaiser stop picking at your food." Kaiser mother, Kayla fussed watching him pick at the peas and carrots with his fork instead of actually eating it. Kaiser continued to play around with it, tuning out his mother voice, they knew how much he hated peas and carrots. He actually hated everything on his plate, the textures, the smell, even the look of it made him all queasy. Sometimes he felt they made it just because they knew he didn't like it.
"I don't like it." Kaiser muttered lowly, as he always did.
"It doesn't matter what you like, Kaiser. Eat it. You are skinny enough as it is. You can't get a girlfriend looking all malnourished like that and shit." She fussed again.
"Girlfriend? You know dat' nigga a faggot!" Bernie, Kaiser step dad spat out before loudly dragging the chair out and plopping down.
"Bernie do not call him that."
"I call it like I see it, ever since he was a little boy. You can just tell, I'm surprised he ain't start wearing wigs and dresses yet." Kaiser remained quiet as his appetite was completely gone, not that he wanted to eat anyway. Kaiser looked at his mother as they locked eyes, he was waiting for her to defend him but she didn't.
She never did.
Kaiser kept clicking the plate with the fork continuing to move the mushy vegetables around, Bernie drank his beer side eyeing Kaiser before leaning up staring at him with a hard and hateful glare.
"Boy, ain't yo mama tell you stop playing with yo' fucking food? You think we buy the shit so you can toy with it? Eat it." Bernie demanded.
Kaiser ignored Bernie as he kept his eyes on the plate and continued playing with it and pushing it around. All his life Bernie picked on him, and all his life he chose to ignore it, what good would come out of arguing with him? Talking to him? It just made it ten times worse and him ten times angrier. Kaiser had never met his real father, as long as he could remember it was just him and his mom..Then it was him,his mom and Bernie.
Since the day they met, Bernie hated Kaiser. Bernie convinced his mom multiple times to get rid of Kaiser and it would have stuck but no one could keep Kaiser long enough, no one wanted to be around him long enough.
They all described him the same way.
Creepy,eerier, unwell...Deeply troubled.
That just made Bernie hate him more and made his mom even more distant.
"You don't hear me fucking talking! Eat it!" Bernie shouted slamming the beer down. Kayla sighed deeply looking over at Kaiser.
