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Chapter 15 | A World Full Of Pain

Zero

    Everyone Left And They Left Me With A Huge Mess. I Fingered The Rim Of My Cup. I'm Falling Into The Same Footsteps As My Mom. I Threw My Cup To The Wall Causing It To Shatter Into A Million Pieces. London Walked Out Of The Kitchen With A Rag On Her Shoulder With A Confused Look On Her Face.

    I Stood Up, And Walked Towards The Front Door. I Heard London Calling Out To Me But I Kept Walking To The Garage. I Got Inside My Car, And Pulled Off To Somewhere I Thought I'll Never Visit Every Again.

Home.

    I Looked At Everything On My Way There. Everything Started To Change As I Went Deeper Into The City. I'm Getting Heavy Nostalgia, And I Don't Like It. Everyone Expects Me To Have A Wonderful Childhood, And That's What I Tell Them Because They Wouldn't Want To Hear The Ugly Truth.

    I Parked My Car Along The Sidewalk. I Stepped Out And Viewed The House.

     "Here Goes Nothing." I Said Out Loud.

    I Walked Up To The House Then Knocked On The Door. I Heard A Familiar Voice Telling Me To Hold On. I Stuffed My Hands Into My Pockets, And Swayed Back And Fourth On My Heels. The Door Opened And My Dad Looked At Me.

    "May I Help You?" He Answered.

I Clenched My Jaw.

    "Yeah. Hey, Pop."

  My Dad Scrunched Up His Face, And Then It Softened.

     "Come In." He Said As He Opened The Door Wider.

   I Stepped In, And Nothing Changed Around Here. Same Paintings, Same Rug, And Same Lifestyle. I Sat Down On Their Couch, And Folded My Hands.

    "How've You Been?" I Asked, Awkwardly.

   Pops Gave Me Look, And Folded His Arms Like A Pretzel. I Twiddled My Thumbs.

    "I've Been Fine. As For Your Mother, She's Gotten Worse Since You Left."

    "That's Bad For Her. She Can Stop, She's Just Being A---"

    "Talk About Her, And You're Gone." Pops Defended.

I Let Out A Sigh.

     "Can I See Her?" I Asked, Bitterly.

     "You've Lived Here Once, Go Find Her."

   I Stood Up, And Walked Towards Her Room. I Viewed The Old Pictures Of Us. A Picture Can Tell A Lot Of Things Beside The Actual Real Thing. I Kept Walking Until I Saw Mom Laying Down In Her Bed Asleep.

     I Viewed Her Pale Face, And Her Bags Under Her Eyes. I Could Look Like That If I Don't Stop.

Who Cares?

   Mom Did Drugs For Thirteen Years, And She's Not Dead Yet So It Ain't That Dangerous. I Stepped Out, And Walked Back Into The Living Room.

    "Now Are You Going To Leave For Real, Or Come Back To Visit?" Dad Asked As He Flipped Through Channels On The Television.

     "I Don't Know." I Admitted.

  I Walked Outside, And Took A Deep Breath. Seeing My Mom Like That Brung A Bunch Of Memories Back To Me. Like The Time She Almost OD'ed, And Died. It Was A Scary Time. I Wiped My Face And Walked Toward My Car. A Cloth Covered My Mouth, And Someone Pulled Me Back. I Held The Person's Arm And Tried To Get Free. But, I Blacked Out.

Lucas

    My Bedroom Door Opened, And Dad Stepped In. I Stopped Working On My Homework, And I Looked At Him.

"You Out Of All People." He Began. "I Thought You'll Be The One To Be Different."

I Stood Up.

"How'd You Find Out?" I Asked As My Hand Began To Shake.

    "I'm Your Father, I Know Everything. Plus, I Noticed How Much James Was Coming Over With No Reason. Your Mom Just Sealed The Deal With My Thought. Now, It's A Matter Of You To Admit It."

I Looked Down.

My Mom Walked In, And Folded Her Arms. She Looked At Me And Smiled.

"Don't Listen To Him Lucas---"

     "Macy, Let Me Handle This." Dad Interrupted.

     "No. I've Let You Handle Too Many Situations Now, And Look Where It's Gotten Us. Two Of Our Daughters Abandoned Us Because Of You, And You're Going To Run Our Son Out Because He's Gay---"

     "Bisexual." I Breathed.

     "Yeah, That. No More, Reed." Mom Scolded.

   Dad Looked At Me With His Jaw Clenched. He Turned Back To Mom To Give Her A Look.

     "Fine. He's Just Another Disappointment In Our House." Dad Said As He Walked Out.

   Mom Shook Her Head, Then Looked At Me With Soft Eyes. I Smiled And Nodded My Head. She Took Notice And Walked Out. I Sat On My Bed, And Rubbed My Knees.

Zero

    I Felt Something Fly Off Of My Head But My Eyes Were Still Glued Shut. I Then Felt Something Thump Me On My Forehead, And I Slowly Opened My Eyes.

    "Manny?" I Asked As I Tried To Get Up But I'm Restrained To The Chair. "What The Hell Is This?"

Manny Walked Back And Fourth With Something Behind His Back.

"A Piece Offering---"

"Piece Offering? When Were---"

"Let Me Finish." Manny Interrupted. "It's A Document For Me To Know And You To Be Forcefully Signed Into. I Don't Want My Name Tied To This So If This Doesn't Work You're Going Down, And I Will Eventually Kick Your Ass."

He Placed The Paper On My Lap Along With A Clicked Pen. Manny Grabbed My Shoulder, And Held It In A Uncomfortable Position.

"Sign It." He Said As He Unlocked The Handcuffs.

"I Ain't Signing Shit." I Spat.

He Twisted My Shoulder, And My Bone Popped Out. I Yelled In Pain, And He Forced The Pen Into My Other Hand.

"Sign It, Or Your Arm Will Be Gone." Manny Threatened.

I'm Already In Enough Pain, Why The Hell Not? I Grasped The Pen, And Wrote My Signature. Manny Let Me Go, And Took The Papers.

"You Can Let Yourself Out." He Said As He Walked Out.

   As The Door Shut, I Landed My Hand On My Hurt Shoulder. I Took Deep Breaths Then Popped My Bone Back In. I Tried Not To Yell But It Was Very Difficult Not To. I Ripped My Shirt, And Made Somewhat Of A Cast To Rest My Arm In. I Stood Up, And Held The Chair. I Forcefully Stomped The Leg Of The Chair So It Would Break Off. It Did.

    I Grabbed The Stick, And Approached The Hallways. A Guard Was Walking In My Direction, And I Placed My Back Against The Wall. Once He Passed By Me, I Grabbed His Neck With The Stick And Swung Him Onto The Ground. I Punched Him Continuously And He Blacked Out. I Saw His Gun, Grabbed It, And Walked Out.

A Guard Spotted Me And Gave Me A Confused Look. He Reached For His Walkie-Talkie But I Shot Him In The Chest.

"Where Is Manny?" I Asked Out Loud In Deep Thought.

I Walked Around Until Someone Punched My Hurt Arm And It Made Me Drop My Gun For Some Reason. Impulse Made My Regular Arm Reach For The Hurt One With No Thought. Someone Slung Me Over Their Shoulder, And Threw Me Outside.

"Your Car Is Right There. Nice Doing Business With You." The Guy Said As He Shut The Door.

   I Looked At My Car, And It Looked All Tore Up. D*mn, Are Y'all Kidding Me Right Now? I Limped To The Car, And Attempted To Drive Home. Since Manny Thinks He's All Big And Bad, How Would He React If He Has A Bounty On His Head?