"i leave the house for only a few days, and this is what happens." his father yelled in frustration."this why i can't trust you, why can't you just be like every other child, and just listen."
"i- i don't know, sir i don't mean to be like this. it's just how i am."
"why are you all wet? where the hell have you been."
"i was with my friend, sir."
"what friend, kid? you mother has been worried sick you've been staying out for so long always coming home a mess."
"let him talk," calloway mom interjected
"no, summer he's done enough. he's lucky if i don't just punish him right now."
"please andrew, leave calloway--" his mother pleaded his case
that earned her cold glare, "stop talking." he turned to calloway, "you're lucky she cares for kid like you. eat, and go to your room."
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ONLY FRIEND
General Fictiontwo kids who were in love with bright red, while everyone else's souls were covered in black. h.r. #175 in general fiction
