I definitely forgot to set my alarm last night so that explains why I woke up at 7:30 this morning. "Fuck!"
I hurried up took a quick shower and just threw on some leggings a oversized tee threw my shit in a bag and went downstairs to leave.
"Dylan.." Jesus I'm really not in the mood. I pretended not to hear him until I noticed they were following me to my car. "Dylan we need to talk." Kieth said. "Can we do it later I'm really not in the mood and I'm late for school." "No actually we can't." Ugh of course this is going to be a long talk that's gonna make me want do something tonight. "Listen we know that moving here isn't what you wanted but with your mom just now getting out and finding a decent job I mean we're trying our best with what we could do." That pissed me off. "Are you kidding me? You mean to tell me that taking me away from not only my friends but the people who raised me and my fucking brother is doing your best? Please I would like to go back to not caring because from what I could see it was way fucking better than this shit." They sighed "Dyl we know it's hard but your grandparents couldn't afford to keep you there any longer because of all the trouble you were getting into not including what your brother is doing. You needed a new start a place that doesn't know who you or actually any of us are. I miss your brother too but he needs to deal with what he's going through but as soon as he does then he's allowed to come here for as long as he wants." My mom is the best fucking lier. "So what do you want me to do?" I just want this conversation to be over with before I start crying or get too mad and go crazy. "We want you to just live a normal life. With your head down of course we don't want to draw too much attention. But if you do this maybe I'll see what your brother is doing this weekend." That is a huge shocker to me.
My big brother is the person who I care about the most along with my grandparents. They were the ones who took care of me while my mom was away. That is until my brother started fighting in school, got suspended a few times, got expelled, and didn't want to go back so my grandparents kicked him out. Since then I've only seen him a few time when he'd come to sneak me out to get drunk or go explore some place. I mostly get into trouble when I'm with him but I love him he's my brother the only one whose about as fucked up as I am.
My eyes widened "okay I can do that" I said with a huge smile. I hurried and grabbed something to eat and decided that since I'm late I might as well get some coffee while I'm on my way to school.
Alright so I definitely am thankful that I'm late today cause I was gonna park in that guys parking space but I don't want any trouble so I need to stay far away from him. I'm gonna have to remind myself about that alot today. Thank god I have decent memory and know where I'm going today or I would've been even more late to 3rd period which just started. I'm actually kinda upset about not missing this class because I really don't like math especially when I've already learned everything from my old school.
Now you may be thinking Dylan I thought you were a bad kid? No I'm not I'm actually a straight A student and pretty much don't leave the house unless it's with my brother or I'm working out. But when I do get into trouble it's because of either fighting in school or being drunk which Is normally with my brother. I only drink by myself when I'm down really really bad. Like the day I found out I was moving.
Back to school. So basically I'm just sitting there still taking notes because I haven't taken a test and you never know what the teachers gonna put on the test. I like to be prepared. All of the sudden a freaking pencil gets thrown at me and hits me in the back of the head. What is this 2nd grade? I immediately turn around ready to go off on someone when I see a bunch of guys at the back of the class room chuckling. I'm trying my best to keep my anger down because I know if I go off the principle will call my mom and my brother won be able to come up. So I ignore them. Until this happens about 5 more times and I stand up and say "Excuse me can I please go to the bathroom?" He must've seen that I was about to cry because he said seemed concerned but let me anyway.
By the way I normally wouldn't cry at a time like this but I really need my brother here and I don't want to screw this up but it seems like these guys just won't leave me alone. It literally kills me to not be able to fight back because it's all I've ever done. It's literally what I was taught by the people who told me to keep my head down.
Anyway, I calm myself down and make myself presentable to go out side. Boy does god hate me because guess who is out there? All of the boys who were throwing shit at me. One of them steps forward and I step back "listen I'm sorry about yesterday I'm just dealing with some stuff okay? I can't get into trouble." The guy from yesterday comes forward and says with a fucking smile "we'll if you can't get into trouble why did you fuck with me yesterday? Huh? I believe in karma and she's definitely a bitch but I'd rather deal with you myself." Two guys grab each one of my arms while another puts duck tape over my mouth. At this point all of my thoughts went out and apparently so did my fighting skills because I'm panicking. I legit thought I was gonna die sadly no but after they beat me half to death and leave me by my car I kinda wish they would've.
