You know that time you feel lost, and you feel trapped? That's my whole life.
I'm just stuck in a maze feeling lost, haiving no way to get out because I'm boxed in.
Just a faded memory that you can still see, Echoing in your mind hoping it would find it's way out.
But it never would, cause' that memory is too painful for it to leave.
It's too strong and it makes you just want to break.
Makes you want to give up on life.
Even if you think that makes the situation better, it won't.
At all.
X&X (FYI. This is his mind, then it goes to his life... weird way but whatever.)
BEEP BEEP BEEP.
I got up and scratched my head tired. Then I jumped back on my bed trying to go back to sleep.
"Ciel! Get your ass up!" My father yelled.
I got up and sighed, I looked at the picture of me and my mom, smiling.
That was when I used to smile....
That was when I still had an abusive father but a loving mom, that left me behind and said she'll come back for me when she got enough money in New York.
She didn't end up living that long, that night she went a murder killed her then shot himself. I guess that was the day that I realized that nobody had a 'perfect' life.
That was the day I stopped caring completely, The day my fathers punches, kicks, slaps, everything, stopped hurting, After that day I had no love, no reason to care, no reason to like, just reasons to hate.
I looked at the clock and sighed, as I went into my bathroom to take a shower.
X&X
After a few hits and punches of my dad saying that I need to get up earlier, I went to school.
You couldn't say I wasn't popular, I had girls all over me, the guys were scared of me, and the teachers just hated me.
As you can see, I have the 'bad boy' rep. I got into fist fights, I was a natural rebel, and I didn't care about a single soul except mine.
And for some reason girls loved that.
You see, I do go to parties, I do go into the bad part of town to get into fights, I don't do any type of drug at all I swear!
Well I do smoke... does that even count?
As I walk into class I spot Leah Leder, She's really popular but actually pretty nice. Not as I fI cared but that's what people say about her. Some of the back-stabbing bitches say that she just pretends to be nice to cover up her real image.
I nodded to her and she looked at me, her eyes the size of golf balls. Her two best friends May and Katy squealed seeing that I nodded to her, and Leah blushed and hissed "Shut up!"
Looks like somebody has a crush on me....
I walked up to Leah and smiled a fake smile, "Hey Leah." I said smiling still.
"Um, oh uh hi...."
"Ciel." I say.
"Um yeah, Hi Ciel." She says blushing.
"So I came to check on you real quick, It looked like your friends were slightly annoying you."
"Oh um, May and Katy? Pff! No never!" She says laughing nervously, something I actually found cute... wait... Ciel what are you saying? I must be drunk or something...
I chuckle, "It seems you really want to get rid of me? Or do you always laugh nervously which is quite cute."
That made her blush even worse, don't ask me how I can be charming, rude, and a jerk all at the same time, just don't ask.
I smiled, "Well I didn't just come to get rid of your annoying friends, I came to tell you your shoe is untied too but... You get the picture."
She laughs, "Ciel I'm wearing boots."
"I know I was just testing you." I say slightly laughing.
"Well, Ta-da! I'm not stupid!" She says.
"Still trying to figure out how you're so popular but not a bipolar bitch."
She giggles, "Because I'm not the human she-devil?"
I nod, "Got a point not the human she-devil."
"And I thought that you were the short tempered, fist-fighting, stupidly arrogant, back-stabbing, man whore everyone was talking about."
I laugh, "Every things wrong accept for the stupid part, and who said I couldn't be nice?" I say raising an eyebrow.
She shrugs, "I dunno, not like I'm the most popular girl in school or anything cause then I'd find out."
We both laugh.
"You know, your not that bad Parker."
"Neither are you Leder."
That's when the bell rings and we have to go our separate ways.
And why the hell was I lieing to her and actually being nice?
I usually don't care about a single girl and just go ahead and make out with her in a janitor closet.
This my friend is what I call puzzling.
