|| Thursday ||
"I received a call from one of your teachers today Mitchell."
Mitch looks up from his plate, the usual blank look on his face and his mother glares at him.
"He said you weren't participating in class. He even said you might not pass his class." She snarls. Mitch mumbles under his breath. "What was that?"
"I said," he begins fiercely. "That rhymes."
"I'm done with you. I spent all this money on tutoring lessons and now therapy sessions! Are you even progressing?" She yells and stands up. Mitch shrugs. "You're pathetic. A mistake. I wish you were never born." Mitch looks back down at his plate and she growls. "You're shit. Go to your room. I don't even want to be in the same room as you."
Instead, Mitch stormed out the front door and down the sidewalk to the familiar building.
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therapy (scömìche au)
Fanfiction"Flattery will get you nowhere in life." "It made you blush and that's good enough for me." ------- // harsh language // slurs // possibly triggering // bad quality // ||||||| Started: 22nd May, 2017 [X] 100 reads 6•6•17 [X]...
