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Chapter 2 : My Life pt2

Stiles is my best friend he's the only good influence I had in my life when I was really young.

I remember that day my mom decided to take me some-where because it wasn't healthy for me to stay home.

I didn't wanna go any-where I didn't wanna eat I didn't wanna play video games I just sat their crying and begging my mom to stay home so eventually she called her work  and told them what was going on they agreed to let her stay just for today after that she took me out to go eat when we were all done she took me to the park so I could meet some new friends but knowing me I didn't really like bonding with people maybe its the fact that I was scared that they would leave.. That's something she didn't know and I wasn't gonna tell her.

I also remember walking into the park area and seeing Stiles . 

He was sitting on the floor playing with his toy truck when some boy named Jake came up to him Stiles seem scared.. I could tell by his face reaction that this happens a lot to him.

The next thing I knew Jake started kicking him and punching him... it was punch after punch kick after kick one after the other leaving him on the ground bleeding and bruised up.. i was so sick and tired of him hurting him that I ran up to stiles and jake trying to break it up. Jake was basically on stiles so I had to push jake off but he accidently punched me in the face while trying to hurt stiles. I got mad that i swung on him until I could see blood I punched him repeatly... Its like i lost full control over myself because i was beating that kid badly. I remember my mom running towards us "HEY!!" she said WHATS GOING ON? 

I didn't say say anything at this point i had nothing to say i mean he deserved it..

 As i stoped what i was doing all i heard was my mothers anger towards me all she did was scream all i did was look at her untill i fainted its like i just blacked out infront of her and all the other kids.

When I woke up i was in the hopsital my mom was really worried about my health and stiles was right besides her. I guess he explained everything.

As she walked out of the room he looks at me.

why..? he said.

why what i respond?    

why did you do that i didnt ask for your help he says... as he looks down

 I was tired of seeing him hurt you why dont u just stand up to him for your self ? maybe i wouldn't have to i respond.

He looks at me and says Thanks even thoe i couldnt fight back u still stuck up for me and thats something that nobody has ever done for me most people just assume were playing around and walk away but you?? you helped you are such a hero he repeats !..

 I felt good knowing i helped someone out but as i sit down on the hospital bed i ask him where is your mother how come u dont talk to her about whats going on? maybe she can help you?

 he looks at me afraid.

 did i say something wrong? 

My Mother died a few years ago... i dont really remember her ..

i didnt wanna say anything i didnt know what i was supposed to say either so i told him about my dad.

my dad left me when i was younger.. he just walked out of my life because one day he deicded i wasnt worth geting to know so he just left.

oh. he says. im sorry i didnt know that.. 

dont be i said things happen for a reason and im not ashamed that he left i will be be some body in this world one day and hes gonnna regert leaving me

he can tell im tearing up... because my eyes get watery and and i try to avoide him by looking away.

he hops on to the hospital bed and hugs me.. i hug him back and and he stares at me he says " im not gonna leave you i know the feeling of not being good enough and feeling down all the time and u try and talk to someone but its a feeling u cant even explain and the most messed up part is were kids and we have to handle things as if we were adults. Nobody cares what we go through they only care for them self .. what you did for me was amazing nobody has ever defended me and protected me ever and thats something im greatful for never let someone bring you down and if things go bad ill be by your side i promise.

he was a wise kid and for that ive always looked up to him but he has always looked up to me since that day at the park. 

After a week later school started but we didn't know we had each-other in class because we didn't really talk after that day in the in hospital he left with his dad and I stayed until the doctor finished checking me to see if something was wrong. When I got to school I got into the room and sat next to him I was so shocked to see him but very excited because he was the only friend I had. When days started to pass we got really close it felt as if we been friends for years. did I mention that jakes in are class? Yeah he doesn't bother us or even looks at us his face is so bruised up from the ass whooping I gave him but we left him alone to because we never knew what problems he had at home. Stiles and me were always together or texting each-other and since we had class together we got to know every thing about each other he wasn't just my best-friend he was my little brother but we both didn't knew that until we got older he was the brother I've always wanted. Since stiles came over all the time we played the cross out side we found out that our parents used to be best-friends so they loved the fact that we were best-friends because we grew up together but some thing happened over the years so I never got to meet stiles other wise we would've been best-friends but I guess we've always been best-friends. I knew my job what to protect him and care for him. I knew that god has sent me him because we both needed each-other through the rough times and and that's why i didn't want to let him go. He was the best thing that has ever happened to me and I don't regret doing what I did because I'm blessed and every night I thank god for letting me meet stiles and hopefully he's doing the same