Dear Kayla (Jason's story)

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Dear Kayla,

I don't hate you as much as you think I do. 

I hate you more than you think I do.

slut.

I whisper than in your ear as we sit in history class. 

you ignore me... you act strong. 

I'll tear you down

I'll make you as miserable as I am.

After school, I walk to my house to find that My brother is still in the same place he was when I left

on the couch

beer in hand

bottles scattered around the room. 

"Hey!"

before I can dart upstairs, he grabs me by my wrist and drags me to his bedroom. 

I'm not going to elaborate.

(so, this was the first chapter. I hope you guys enjoyed it, seeing as everyone said that they would like to see it.)