The Absence of Empathy (Immortalfox Fanfic)

Love?

Just a heads up.... I'm not a very good writer. Sorry! Oh! AND A HAMSTER DEATH. VIEWER DISCRETION IS ADVISED -AllyTheAwesomeOne

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" Um, Mrs. Evans?" I heard one of the girls of my first grade  class say.

The school day is almost over, and it was raining. So, we were having recess in the classroom. I was playing my gameboy at my desk with my friend Jake.

Both me and Jake instinctively glance up at the girl.

"I think there is something wrong with Guss." The girl said as our teacher walked over to her.

Guss is our class pet; a hamster.

"Oh, no..." I could just barely hear Mrs. Evans say, after looking into the cage.

Upon hearing that, all of my other classmates jumped up from what the we're doing and ran to Guss's cage. Ignoring everyone elses's concern, I looked back down to continue my game. 
I suddenly felt Jake pull at my arm.

"What?" I say looking up at him. I'd just moved from Russia and even I could hear the thick Russian accent layering my words.

"Let's go see what's wrong with Guss..." He said to me, I could sense worry lingering in his voice.

I shrugged, "Sure, I guess." I said standing up. We walked over and squeezed through the small group of children, to get a better look at Guss. The small animal was laying on it's side. His mouth was agape and you could here a faint wheezing coming from his lungs as it struggled to breathe.

"Okay, everyone... I want each of you to say a last goodbye to Guss. By tomorrow he will be going on a fun hamster vacation." Mrs. Evans told everyone. Immediately, the class broke out into worried murmurs of ''Why's?"  and "How long will he be gone's?".

"Now, don't worry about that. Just say your goodbye's..." She told the class reassuringly.

I glanced up at Jake. He had tears brimming his eyes. You could clearly tell he was fighting back his crying.

Jake suddenly looked up at Mrs. Evans. His eyes locked with hers.
As a couple tears rolled down his flushed cheeks, he said, "He's gonna die...right?"

Startled by the sudden question of truth. All that seemed to come out of Mrs. Evans' mouth was a cluster of "I's" , "Um's" and "Well's" as she struggled to find an  answer Jake would believe.

Suddenly, a girl from behind me piped up, "He is dying!" She bawled as steady tears fell down her cheeks. With in a second, the whole classroom was filled with the cries of my classmates. Even Mrs. Evans shed a couple tears as she tried to calm down her class.

Everyone seemed to be crying. Everyone. Everyone, except me. I looked up at my class, back down at the hamster, and then back at my bawling classmates.

"Why is everyone crying?" I asked, loud enough for everyone to hear. A lot of my class lowered their volume to quiet cries and sniffles as a girl stopped her crying to answer my question. 

''Don't you get it? Guss is going to be dead!" She said to me before tears started falling from her eyes again.

Still confused, I continued my questions.

"I know. He already is dead. But, why is everyone crying?" I said innocently, carelessly pointing a finger at the hamster.

The class hurried up closer to the hamster's cage. Guss was still sprawled out on his side. Except this time, there was no movement coming from his body nor could you here his faint wheezing anymore.

Guss was dead.

My classmates cries suddenly erupted again after seeing the still hamster's body.
I scowled.

"I don't get why everyone is crying!" I shouted, angry this time. This only made my classmates bawl even louder.

Jake roughly turned me towards him. With his tears steadily falling down his face, he shouted angrily at me, "Why don't you get it!? Guss is dead! We will never see him again! He's gone!"

Shocked and angry at Jake's sudden outburst at me, I yelled back, "SO!? He was just a stupid animal! He wasn't giving anything to us! So what, if he's dead!?" The classroom suddenly went silent.

"B-but, didn't you love him?" Jake asked me. 

"Love?" I said completely confused.

"Yeah, you know when you care about something... You love them." Jake continued.

"Why would I love anything?"  I asked. I looked around at my classmates faces. All of them were laced with worry and confusion. Even Mrs. Evans looked worried about my question.

"You don't love anything?" Jake asked.

 "No." I answered quite simply.

"Okay, the busses should be here any second. I need everyone to gather belongings." Mrs. Evans announced cutting our conversation off, forcing children to go put together there things.

I looked down at Guss' lifeless body. I reached down into the cage and lightly poked at the dead hamster.

"....Love?"

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"Aleks?" My eyes shot open from a sound sleep. I glanced up at my bedroom door to see my mom's head poking into my bedroom.
After seeing me awake, my mom continued.

"I'm leaving for work now. If you don't hurry and get ready you'll miss your bus." She told me before disappearing back out into the hall way. I groaned running a hand through my hair. This was my...fifth? No. Maybe sixth time moving to a different town and school.

Though, a couple times have been from me getting suspended, most of the time it was from my mom's work.

I don't see much of my mom anymore.

When I was ten, back when I didn't know how to act like a "normal" human being. My mom noticed that I didn't behave like the other children. And, after I watched and did nothing when my cat fell into and was drowning in our pool. My mom took me to a doctor.

After some testing, they told me and my mother that I was different. That I wasn't like "normal" people. They said that I was a Sociopath or in nicer terms I had ASPD.
I know that I'm different. But, I'm not a bad guy. Yet, ever since then, my mom has been terrified of me.
She plays it off as she's not. But, she is. There's no hiding it. I can see it... I see they way she looks at me.. But, what she doesn't understand is that I'm actually the lucky one. I'm more superior then all of the supposed "normal" people.

"Okay... enough ranting, Aleks." I say to myself as I rip the covers from my body as I sit up. I roughly rub the sleep from my eyes, before stretching my arms out. My shoulders making satisfying popping sounds as I do so. I walk over to my drawers and pulled out the first pieces of clothing that met my eyes.

I pull on my choice of clothes and examine myself in my bedroom mirror. I had on a striped V-neck, skinny jeans, and a grey sweatshirt. I pulled up my sleeves on my sweatshirt letting the tattoos on my right arm show.

Yep, I'm 17 with tattoos. This was the reason I got kicked out of my last school. I don't care though, I like them. I think they're cool. And, I have to make a good impression on my first day. Right?

I examined myself in the mirror again. Looking like I'm missing something, I grab a grey beanie that was sitting on my dresser. And pull it onto my head. There. Perfect.

After making a trip to the bathroom. I check the time real quick and deciding I don't have time for breakfast, I grab my backpack and head out the door.

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There first chapter done. Sorry it took so long....I'm a very lazy person. I would like to take a moment to thank hunterx700, Elocineol, FlamingIce, ChancesAreRage, tamatamagotchi, It'sOnlyFear, B3autifulMonst3r for following me! XD You guys are all awesome people! c; -AllyTheAwesomeOne