Drawn into Darkness

Things can change

I got home in the evening, this is because I had to go and look for a job at either the auto car shop, music center or the fun fair. I did happen to get a job at the music center and was now a fellow member of the gang, which consisted of eight males, three females including me and a not-so-sure gendered person name Harnaca.

I rode the bus back home, it was smelly like someone literally lived in the bus when everyone was gone. The whole bus ride I was thinking about Nicks party and who I was going to ask to come with me. This was a sad time for me, because I was not a really social person and connecting with people I would not hate was hard by itself. This was also an opportunity for me to actually get somewhere with these people, but I also did not want to interact with them.

The lights were out in my house and I knew my parents were asleep. I changed into my pyjamas and went outside to go study my favorite constellation, Orion's Belt.
It was peaceful outside, no irritating boys or weird noises, or even any kind of disturbance. I thought this was the best night until...

"I swear it feels like your stalking me!"

"And I swear your trying to make me look like I'm stalking you. What are you doing on my side of the fence Strodd?" After our first encounter I thought about Strodd more than twice, which was starting to make me uncomfortable every time I spotted him somewhere.

"Eh...not much just mowing your grass in the middle of the night...with my fingers." He looked like he just confused himself, then he looked back at me and saw that I was smiling at him.
"I see your starting to warm up to me!"

"You wish, now for real, what are you doing here?"

"I just wanted to see how you were doing, since I saw you were pissed the last night!"

"Oh well, I'm doing good if you don't consider the fact that I have to find someone to take to a party that I don't even want to go to, but I have to go so I could rub all my success in a guys that I excruciatingly hate's face."
All the anger was radiating through my whole body, until I started shaking with fusing anger and total disgust.

"Wow, your so red I can even see it in the dark. Calm down before you kill yourself. Well, were you looking forward to taking a girl or boy?" I swear I saw his cheeks turn bright red even though it was in the dark.
"Well...right now I would say that either gender is good for me, since I don't have any friends and all the girls at my school would just look at me as if I was crazy, so maybe not a girl. Unless you can find me someone, then consider yourself welcome into my yard as much as you like". I slumped onto the grass and laid down on my back staring at the sky, which did not have that many stars that night or even my favourite constellation.

"I feel like sometimes you underestimate me." Louis said, also gradually laying himself on the grass next to me, he wiped his palm down his face and sighed quite loudly, "You would be surprised with how much I could do and all the tricks I have up my sleeve. Even Warwick High School could never tame a beast like me". I started laughing so hard, because I have heard stories about Louis from girls at my school always admiring that dangerous sporty jock from our rival school, Warwick High. And just like all other coincidences, the guy they kept talking about just happened to be the guy that laid in my backyard, staring at the stars like a fool. If the girls at school knew he was my next door neighbour, they would probably draw up a schedule on who would visit me next even though I was not friends with any of the girls. That is how shallow the girls at my new school are, and that is way deep down where no one can reach.

"Sometimes I wonder what you keep thinking about... Or even what happened to you." Louis turned to face me so he could get a better view of my face, probably because he wanted to see my reaction to his question. "Your a very mysterious person and that is what seems to draw me closer to you. I feel like I sound weird right now, do I sound weird?" I smiled slightly, because I knew what he meant or wanted to say.
"Yeah you kind of do sound weird and a bit like an emotional wreck...but yeah...I do know what you mean. All my life...the stress, the differences, the drama, the rude and insensible comments, I'm all over it. As soon as I don't join, people think I'm against them. Its so hard to actually label yourself as a bystander with no interest to be in the situation and that joining is not part of your strategy either. People just immediately make you the enemy. This year... I got expelled from three different schools, was told to leave for my own safety by one, and my mom pulled me out of one because she thought it was best if I just left before someone else's mess got me in trouble. And between all those schools, not one did I have a friend, a friend that I could confide in and mess around with, it was all just..." I was at a loss for words, I did not know what phrase to use or what to say to describe the pain of being bullied, mistreated, distrusted, made to feel conscious about myself and being drawn out from the rest of the crowd. I did not know what phrase or word to use for being dishonoured, being classified as an outcast because you did not believe in some things, or even being people going as far as to try and destroy my life, my family, my school career, my courage, my dreams and my faith in that everyone could make it somehow, somewhere. This all happened because I did not choose a side, they say I'm the rotten apple in the bunch, yet, I'm still fresh and shine amongst the rest to my family. I would love to believe that, but some words that people say can never rid themselves, and some I can never get rid of myself.

"Shit?" That's the word... That's the word I have been searching for my whole life. It has been used everywhere, every time, yet I failed to see that most people have used it at the wrong time or place, or even for the wrong situation. But here, next to me laid a guy, who seemed to understand that the world did not understand its situation, that people did not understand their situations...that I do not understand my situation but he seemed to.
"...Yes. That is the exact word...Thanks for being here." I tapped him lightly on his shoulder, then got up to leave. He stare bore into my eyes and I knew he could be trusted after all. I had just poured my sorrows out to this guy I barely knew, and it felt right like I was at the right -place at the right time. I looked at the sky one more time then walked off to my house. I heard Louis faintly mumble, " Lies only keep us going to a certain point where death could be the answer, but the truth sets us free."

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The next morning, I wake up with a ear-splitting headache. My brain did not seem to be functioning well, because I kept bumping into everything that lay in my room. School was definitely not an option for that very day. My parents would have gone to work by that time, and it was Friday so that was also fine.
Like always, I took a shower, got into comfortable clothes and went to the lounge for what I guessed would be a movie marathon for the rest of the day. My head still hurt like hell, and I knew that only one thing would be possible or two to get rid of the pain. Its either I go to sleep or drink some medicine. I was not a big fan of medicine, shots or even needles, it all either tasted weird, felt uncomfortable or just plainly hurt, for example needles. Sleeping it was.