Dark Love #Wattys2017

Chapter 12

Hazel didn't go to school the next day.
Every time she hung around her friends, she didn't say anything. She did tell them everything about what happened.
The girls were shocked while Terry didn't seem to care and Travis was kicking around pebbles. Bruce, however, wanted to kill him.

There was nothing to be said. But Nicole had something she wanted to say. "You know, maybe they weren't having sex."

They all looked at her with glares. Nicole tensed up. "Well at least I'm actually being involved! Terry doesn't care!"
"Yeah I do. But not right now. I don't seem to get it." Terry said looking down and some blush on his face.

"You guys were right, maybe emos are bad. Especially Jackson..." Hazel sighed. Then an arm was wrapped around her.
"It's just rivalry," Bruce began, "maybe he is a good person. We didn't think. Actually I didn't think. I don't know how to say I'm sorry."
Hazel looked at him and smiled. "It's alright Bruce. We all have our own thoughts on people," she then kissed his cheek, "like what I think of you."

Bruce's ears became red. "Ha-Hazel."
"Bruce, make me feel okay. Your the best guy friend I could ever ask for."
Bruce smiled in response and hugged her while she laid her head on the nape of his neck.

But Hazel didn't see Roselyn's demon eyes staring at her.

She knows I love him.
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It was safe for Jackson to say he was finally alone. No father. No mother. No siblings. No Hazel. Nobody.

He sat alone in his room. It was all Katy's fault. But when he kissed her and began performing sexual actions, he thought of Hazel the whole time.

He wanted Hazel so desperately. He wanted to hold her and keep her feel secure. Jackson yearned to see her smile again.

He thought about their times together, watching Child's Play all cuddled and warm together, giving her her Edgar Allan Poe poem book, the time they played Skyrim, etc.

He felt isolated from this world, like a prisoner in a despair cell.

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Hazel hated life, even more.
"It's funny, I hate life more than ever," Hazel explained to Roselyn, "why is life so cruel?"
"I don't know Hazel, but something tells me it wasn't his fault." Roselyn suggested.
"Probably that bitch Katy was the cause of it."
"Katy? Katy who?" Roselyn tilted her head in disillusion.
"I don't know her last name. Why?"
"Because I know a Katy. She goes to our school, she isn't goth because we would know her and she hangs around lots of boys. She's been seeing this guy for awhile named..." Roselyn trailed off because she already knows. "Jackson," Hazel finished her off. "How do you know her?" Hazel asked begging to know.

"She's my cousin."

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Katy didn't feel bad at all. She didn't even like Hazel and her presence. Katy still wanted Jackson because of...reasons.
You know....

Anyway, Katy was sitting on the sofa with a bowl of Dutch chocolate ice cream. She just found out something awful.

Katy was pregnant.

But look here, it wasn't by Jackson, it was by someone else. Katy didn't even know the guy well too. It was like a handshake and then the pull-your-pants-down-and-grind meeting.

Katy was ashamed of herself. What she got herself into was tremendously shocking. Her mother was a druggie and she didn't care at all. No one cares, especially if your a little brat.

"What the hell have I put myself through?" Katy spoke to herself, "everything in my life can't go right. Why is it so wrong?"

So what Katy did was she looked down at her bowl of half eaten ice cream and placed it down on the table in front of her.

She got herself ready and pretty enough to be seen out in public and she left.

Katy didn't know where she was going. Somewhere beautiful, especially for a final look and breath.

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