Not Your Average Nerd

Not yet, beautiful

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×°×°Aaron°×°×

I sigh as I sit down on the couch, crossing my arms. Andrew storms in after me, pissed. I can't really blame him. We both kinda like it here. And we would rather not move again. And me getting in trouble isn't helping. If get arrested again, we'll have to move... Again.

Because my name will be out there, and so will my face. I can't risk that. We both know it. So tonight, I am to blame. I was being stupid and not thinking. If me and Aiden kept going on with all the stuff we were doing, we could've actually been arrested.

"What the hell were you thinking?! Firs you egged a house, then you got into a fight with a cop?!"

"I fought the cop after we spray painted on the school wall."

"What the fucking hell, Aaron?! Do you want to move?! Is that it?!"

"No. I actually like it here." I state. Andrew scoffs and runs a hand through his hair. "Well it doesn't look like that to me! You've got to stay out of trouble, Aaron. We can't afford being found. He will kill us if he finds us this time."

"I know that. But we need to end it. If he finds us, I say we kill him before he gets the chance to kill us. It's either kill or be killed right?"

"Aaron listen to yourself! Are you really ready for all that blood on your hands?!" I sigh and look away. "We both know I'm not. But if it came down to saving you and my friends.... I would do it in a heartbeat. He won't hurt anymore of the people I care about."

"You'd even save Aiden?"

I suck in a sharp breath and swallow. Do I think of Aiden as my friend? We don't exactly get along... But we're not enemies or anything. Sure, we got on the wrong foot and hate each other but that's just us.

"I will protect my friends... He won't hurt them this time."

Andrew sighed and ran a hand through his hair. "Aidens your friend?"

"Yes - no - yea - I don't know! But he's being a lot nicer than usual. Just..." I stopped talking, letting my head drop in defeat. "Look, Drew. I'll stop getting into trouble," I stood up. "So stop lecturing me. I'm smart enough to not get caught."

"You were in jail for tonight! For fighting a fucking cop! How is that not getting caught?!"

I clentch my fists. "It was a one time thing, alright?! I didn't know he was a cop and it won't happen again! I'll be more careful!"

"But what I'd your not?! Why don't you just stop this shit?! Stop getting into trouble!"

"I'll do whatever the hell I want." I glare at him before storming up the stairs. Once I get to my room, I slam the door shut and lock it. I scream and grip my hair. I then turn to the wall and punch it as hard as I can, leaving a hole. It makes my fists bleed and I squeeze my lips shut, grabbing my wrists and I clentch my hands into tight fists, holding in the pain.

It hurts like hell, but I've had worse. I squeeze my eyes shut enough to where it hurt. I felt like punching the wall again. I then let my head face the ceiling and I let out a huge scream.

"DAMMIT!" I feel and hear my voice scratch. Like two inch fingernail are dragging up my throat. I'm an idiot. A fucking dumbass bitch. But I won't ever admit that to anyone.

I fall to the floor and tighten my fingers around my wrist. Why am I such a stupid bitch?!

"Aaron!" I hear a familiar male voice and just squeeze my eyes tighter. I don't want to be around anyone right now. Espically a guy.