Chapter 3 The Rage

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Chapter 3         :Warning: -This chapter has alot of Violent Cussing- 

   Cole stands in the living room waiting for his heart to be broken.. the pain and sorrow he gets from just everything he does.. getting judged for how he is.. the darkness.. darkness that consumes his body tearing and eating his body to pieces, there comes a thought on Coles head.. "no...no...th-..the.....PAIN.. DARKNESS..EVIL...HELL, WHO EVEN CARES EVEN MORE?! DARKNESS WILL CONSUME MY BODY AND I SHALL BECOME EVIL?!? I'LL KILL EVEEERYSINGLE PERSON I KNOW??!...." Coles mind quiets for a second. "haha...haha...MAHAHAHAHA! FUCK LIFE?!? I'L WILL GIVE PAIN TO ALL THOSE THAT BULLY ME AND TREAT ME LIKE SHIT?!? THEN THEY'LL KNOW HOWI FEEL?!?" Cole panics a freaks out he loses control of himself, he slips on the floor Blood rushes outa his cut hand. a voice echoed in his head from the man on the phone, "Cole.. Sam's not dead, she's at the hospital and we were wondering, hopefully you could donate some blood?", Cole asks "Sam's not..dead?" "no she's fine, but she lost alot of blood from running outa house" Relief rolls in Coles face. The beating of his heart stops with a sign of happiness his breathing feels normal he respond to the question on the phone, "umm... sure I would love to help out! but... how did you know my name?" Cole asks to the strange man, "well other then the phone saying your name on the cover... Sam talks about you, saying how your really sweet and nice. also tells me and her mother how your getting bullied by people which im gona say right now.. theres always Dicks in the world" Cole laughs. Then  thoughts roll in his head, "Sam..i don't understand you.. I don't get you.. but.. wow I feel...feel.." his thought cuts out with Kalebs Voice, "Cole! you ok dude?! what the hell happened?!" as Kaleb asks with Fright, "im sorry bro.. I lost control of myself, thought I lost someone" "who?" ".. i'll tell you soon" Cole looks at the TV and see who was the unidentified girl was, it was Amanda.

    -Journal writing, October 7, 2011 at 11:27 AM-

      Today was a interesting day I was told to write in this gay journal to keep my emotions in.. and I guess somehow.. I like this journal, my consular suggested It to me to make me calm down and well.. im still pissed right now but I guess I could say today.. im happy

                                                                               -Journal entry, October 7, 2011 ended at 11:40 AM-

  The next day after the journal writing Cole wakes up early and gets ready to go to the hospital to see Sam. as nervous and happy he is, Cole never image he see Sam again at the hospital for a "hangout." he rushes down stairs as his mom waits to take him to the hospital, "lets go mom!" Cole yells, " I'll be down in a minute honey. Suddenly a flash rolls in his head.. he heres a soft pitch echo of a sound of a which or something in his head.. "there lying to you... soon you will be.. BROKEN.. you will be torn to pieces worst then before.... your.. a...FOOL.. GIVE UP ON HAPPINESS YOUR LITTLE BRAT?!? WHO IN THE HELL WOULD LOVE YOU AND TAKE YOU?!? HUH??? NO ON-" the voice stops with Coles mother saying, "lets go honey"

  The next few hours later they arrive at the hospital. "I'll pick you up later munk" Coles mom says with a chuckle, "ok mom.." Cole says with depression. He walks in the hospital, "Hi.. I was signed up yesterday to give a Blood sample to give to Sam?" "Sam who Honey?" Coles mind blacks out.. "I don't know.. her names Sam though im sure if you just ca-. Cole was interrupted, "honey im not paid to call every floor to the hospital. now stop playing jokes and tell me Sam who is" "I don't know?! that's what Im trying to tell you!" Cole says with anger, "don't give me that tone Mr.!" the lady says, "Bitch I don't care your not my moma!" Cole rages then with sudden shout, "SECURITY!!" the lady shouts. Two police men escort Cole out of the Hospital door, "NO!!! YOU CANT DO THIS, YOUR MAKING M MISSTAKE" Cole yells. the lady shouts, "Sorry honey, no monsters aloud"

    ( To all that read this, sorry if its a little short.. still working on ideas and comparing to my own writings with my journal I write in, I will write every single day until im done with this book, Thank you for taking time to read this ) 

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