Strikes Of A Scarred Boy

Chapter 1

"I have more scars than you will ever see, because most of them are in my head"

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"Im not Donald Trump so I'm not gonna lie to you"

I stared boredly at my bestfriend as she twirls around in her new dress.

"You look like the new addition to a 'for beginners' strip club Carson"

I'm not harsh I'm honest and she knows that so when im bold like this it doesn't phase her.

"Just the look I was going for! I'm going back to school in style" see? What did I tell ya.

"Carson since when is slutty a style?" I said making my way to the other side of her room to get my boxing gloves

"Since I met you" I laughed a bit, she knows how to do that. It's rare but still.

Oh why do I have my boxing gloves at her house? Because in case I get into one of my "moods" I don't want to take it out on anything in her house, her dad knows this so he set up a little place for me in their basement. Same for my other bestfriend Prince.

"Wonna go down in the basement for a few?" She tried to sound casual but the concern in her eyes was clear.

"Yea"
We walked down to the basement and I took my shirt off throwing it over the couch.

I strapped my gloves on loving the familiar feeling. "I'm gonna go get some snacks and stuff we can probably watch a movie when your done" she said, I nodded and she left.

But she knew that I didn't like them seeing me like this. So vulnerable so angry. So she makes excuses to leave and comes back when she thinks I'm done.

I start punching the bag as hard as I can, the memories rushing back into my mind from the dark place I kept them.

You worthless piece of shit I don't know why I didn't use a condom that night.

Punch

Your not our son! You never were!

Punch

Get out of this house before I kill you myself!

Punch Punch Punch

Why can't you be normal why can't you be the son I wished for why can't you be like other parents sons!

Punch Punch Punch Punch

Your not my brother I hate you everyone here hates you! Don't you get it? Why can't you just go away and stay away!?

The memory of that day vanished like my anger. How can someone treat their own flesh and blood so bad. I didn't ask to be short I didn't ask to look different hell I didn't ask to be born so why is everything my fault!

I stepped back and sat on the ground. Cold sweat dripping down my face. I took off my gloves and wiped my face with my shirt and started up the stairs. "Hey you can go shower" Carson said when she saw me her blue hair flapping around at her every movement as she tried to set everything up for our movie, "just tell me I stink why don't you car" I smiled and she giggled "just go boy" and I did.

Stepping into her bathroom and locking the door I stripped and got into the shower turning it on and letting the water cool me down.

"OO SOMEONES GOT A LUNCH DATE I SEE! FIRST; YOUR DRESSED LIKE YOU JUST CAME OFF A POLE, SECOND; YOUR SETTING UP A MOVIE "

Ugh

I banged my head against the wall, I swear I don't know why I'm friends with this kid, he's the most annoying thing on earth hes loud he's playful and happy go lucky. Everything that im not, but somehow we managed to stay friends all these years.

"Shut up dumbass kya is here, he's just in the shower" I heard Carson's annoyed voice.

"Damn and he didn't call me to let me join him in there?"

I thanked every God there is that the door was locked, knowing him he would have came right in.

I turned the shower off and heard footsteps stop at the door "baby what did I tell you about showering without me?" I face palmed and grabbed a towel and put it around my waist

"Prince step away from the door before i hurt you" I deadpanned

I heard shuffling and normally you'd think that meant he moved but nooo this guy sat down.

"Nope!" He popped the 'p'

A string of curse words left my mouth before he finally moved and I got out, I looked at him and shook my head at his outfit.

Silver sparkly high top vans, white skinny jeans a hot pink shirt and a silver vest that he left open with a light blue scarf.

"You like?" He asked gesturing to his self

I smiled at him. Only my bestfriends can make me smile

"Hmm" I pretended to think while he smiled from ear to ear "no" and bam smile gone

"Oh..." he shuffled from foot to foot and looked down. I sighed and took his hand leading him to Carson's room. I went through her closet until I found what I was looking for.

I pulled his head down to put the white beanie on and fix it so that some of his red hair stuck out from the front.

"Perfect" I said

And he smiled huge again "thank you!!"

"Now get out let me get dressed" he ran out and I closed the door

Yes I have clothes here. I have clothes at Princes house too. These are my second homes.

I got dressed and went into the living room.

"Hey Kya!" Carson's mom greeted me. I guess she just came from work.

"I just came from work" did she just read my mind?

"No you said that out loud"

My face heated up "oh" everyone laughed

"Yea yea yea" I plopped down on Carson's couch and Prince put his head in my lap, Carson sat next to me and put her head on my shoulder after she started the movie.

Times like this with them causes me happiness and makes me forget that I have to go back to hell after this.

After the movie was done Carrie, Carson's mom drove me home. "Have a nice night sweetie"

oh if you only knew

"Yes Ma'am"

She kisses me on the cheek. I get out and give her one last wave before she takes off. I turn and start up my drive way but not long after I open the door I come face to face with the devil herself

"And where the hell have you been?"

Usually this would be the part where someone would say "oh I smelt the alcohol on her breath" or whatever. But no. She's sober. Very much so.

"I asked you question" she said coldly. When I didn't answer she grabbed my hair and threw me to the floor.

This is gonna be a nice night indeed.

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Hey guys hope you liked this. It's my first story.

Some chapters will be long some will be short.

But lots of lovee