One bite at a time that the motto I keep saying to myself. Everyone's looking at me through their judgement eyes. I don't need their judgement. I don't need their pity. I take five bites, before I became full of guilt. I left the table and went to the bathroom. I tried to tell myself it's okay to eat. I need it to survive but some how I just end up in a battle between my emotionally mind and my rational mind. I can't think straight and I'm not sure I want to. just when I'm about to let my emotional side win. I hear a knock. great now I have to deal with a annoying person wanting to help me and say congratulation on just doing a basic human function. but I open the door to get this over with. and chase is standing outside.
" Hey"
"Hi"
" I'm glad you took a bite of you're food"
" Mhm"
" can I come in"
" Why"
" Because I want to talk to you"
" Well I don't feel like talking "
" It will be fast"
" fine come in but make it quick"
" okay, why don't you eat"
" Not hungry"
" you have to be hungry at some point "
" nope"
" well you have to eat"
" no I don't"
" you know if you don't eat you will die"
" no really". I say scarcatically
" are you being an scarcastic right now when I'm trying to have a serious conversation with you"
" you're stating something that everyone knows"
" so tell me the reason why you don't eat"
" Is this gonna be you saying the same thing over and over again"
" Listen I not gonna sit here and watch you starve yourself to death, you want to die do it somewhere else don't just live here and slowly die."
" listen I don't give two shits about what you want. I don't even want to be here."
" you can leave "
" easier said then done, I can't go back home"
" so sounds like a you problem"
" what is with you. you come in here and act like you care, but you don't, why don't you just stay out of my way and I won't bother you and you can keep pretending like you're life is perfect.
" sounds good"
after that he left. I take a deep breath, I notice that my rational thought won when he was in here. How did he do that. he can't just come in here and change my thinking with his perfect blue eyes and a smile. but some how he did. and with that I lay on the floor and went to sleep.
chase pov
I don't even know why I thought I could get to him. He's so stupid and he doesn't even what to be apart of this household. But I'm not one to give up. I'm gonna keep trying and I hope one day he will want us just as much as we want him. I go to ace's room he's the only person I can talk to in this house when I'm having any type of feelings. I knock on the door
" come in"
" hey"
" yes mia cara"
" I don't know why you use that word when you only know it from a book"
" because I like it" I just nod and stand there quietly till he asked
" what's on you're mind beautiful"
" why doesn't he want to be here, maybe it's just because of us, maybe he would actually like being here if it wasn't for us and there were different people here"
" hey now love don't think like that" he's off his bed and standing in front of me in one swift move"
" for all we know it can be true"
" now we both know its not. take yourself as an example how long did it take for you to actually open up and actually make this place home."
" three months" I mumble
" what's that I can't quiet here you, I think you're losing you're voice or something"
" three months" I said louder
" exactly three months, and its only been what a couple of day's for him, give hime some time love I promise he will come around"
" okay, can we cuddle"
" sure love"
we both went to sleep but around 3 am I heard the front door open and slam shut.
Authors note
sorry I haven't been posting I been trying to settle down in college and then mid terms came up but I will start posting more
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Jays Group Home For Boys
خيال (فانتازيا)James was always in trouble whether it was fighting, drinking, smoking, stealing. till one day his school sends him to jays group home. James doesn't want to stay so he will try everything to get kicked out but that won't be easy.
