You can't bury your past deep enough

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Hey people...I know I havent posted anything in what...a week or something :P School does things to me,bad things.

Recap:

"Where to ?"I prepared myself for the worst.

*Jaz-Martins car*

"Your house."I said confidently,but I was trying hard not to cringe into the car seat.Whats up with me,im never afraid of some-ones reaction!He gave me a sharp glance from the corner of his eye,then scartched his head and looked sheepish.

"Erm...no offence but I dont bring random girls back to m-"I cut him off.

"Sorry to tell you this,but its not just your house."Hoping he'd get the message,even though that was 1 in a million likely.

"Well yeah,of course I share it with my mum,dad,sister and my ....dad."He hesitaited,looking as if he was tugging on the end of a impossible idea.Which is probably the right idea,that im living with him.He parked outside the house,we got here quickly.Weird.He turned to me and frowned,I bet hes grudging me now.I felt like saying 'Hey! Its not like I want to live with your fag ash of a mom or your whore of a sister,who by the way looks like dog-shit.' Not that bad an idea actually...

"Whats that suppost to mean!"He nearly yelled at me.I felt my anger flare,I hate it when I get blamed for the unpredictable or something I couldn't really help!

"What the fuck do you think it means!"I yelled back at him,I felt my tendon faintly throb as I clenched my fists.He looked taken aback by my reaction,as if he didnt expect me to reply like that.When he didnt answer I sneered then hopped out of the car,swiping my bags from the floor too.I walked round the car and headed for the front door.I heard his door open.

"Hey! Stop there!" He sounded like an officer,so I did what I do to them.I didnt turn I just swayed my hips a bit more while pulling my middle finger up at him.He took an angry breath,then started after me.I quickened my pace,I couldn't be arsed while his hormounal ass right now.Why are lads so BIOPOLAR!?!?!?

I got to the door and opened it about three inches when his hand slammed it shut.I literally felt myself pale and go rigid,hands turn into claws and brought to my temple and my knees nearly crumple.Not again.Not again.Not again.Not again.Not again.I started hyperventilating when his hand clamped on my shoulder,he turned my around and my back was against the door.I was quivering and breathing harshly.

All I could see was HIS face,smell HIS rancid breath,feel HIS bone crunching grip.I wanted to vomit,I started to bork but ended up just choking.I sunk down the door cringing away from HIM.The bullets I was sweating was surely drenching my clothes.

I regretfully wasn't falling into a abyss,I never really could faint.On command or by accident,im guessing I was too strong for that.Too stubborn.

*Martin- :O !*

We were about two minutes till we got to my house and I really needed to drop Jaz off.I didnt want to,but being a gentlemen figure and all.It really does suck sometimes though.

"Where to ?"I tried to sound happy and all,dont think it really worked since she sighed.

"Your house."She said undoubtfully,wow confident much ? I mean I just met her and she already wants to jump my bones,ha! I shot her a look.Me making presumptions again.I scratched my head,did I really just think that about this beautiful stranger ?! Did I just think that !?!? Oh crap,just shutup.

"Erm...no offence but I dont bring random girls back to m-"She cut me off,annoying.

"Sorry to tell you this,but its not just your house."She had a little puckered v inbetween her eyebrows.Cute.Urgh shut up! Okay,I dont really get that hint.

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