Kiss me Kill me! (Jeff the Killer Fanfiction)

they all laugh ch 6

''I uh just cut myself with a knife .''

I replied giving my mom a fake smile there is nothing wrong with lying or stretching the truth right. Plus there was a good reason for it so I had to. My mom stared at me with the most oblivious face I've ever seen her give me she looked so confused and freaked by what I said but I could tell she was trying to hide it because she put a fake smile on her face.

''Honey don't worry about cutting or helping with anything today it's your birthday you should relax.''

''Mom I'm not helpless it's nice you want to let me relax but I an still contribute! "

I said not meaning for it to sound rude. Though it did my mom stared in awe at me surprised that I said that and the rest of my family stared at me I felt like they were all against me trying to tell me to not argue with my mom. But if I stopped arguing that would show how much of a weak little kid I was and I didn't want to be seen that way. Yet I still felt like a bitch yelling a her In a way I've never talked to any of my family like. I stared at everyone and tears swelled up in my eyes I felt so damn scared and I felt heart break along with it to.

It was completely silent as everyone stared at me and I couldn't help it but I wanted to scream and just run off. I folded my arms and walked outside pushed everyone who tried to talk to me but they couldn't even finish their words. I just walked outside and kept walking until I was on the street. I was tempted to look back at my family but I just couldn't it was to much of a burden for me to go back, if I did that surely I would just yell at all of them and. I couldn't do that.

I kept walking until I reached a small park at lest a block away from my moms house. I walked over and sat on a bench as I huffed sighing angerly. Why did I feel so jerky?Was it because I had so rudely yelled at my mom in the rudest way possibly?Or was it because for once I was standing up for myself and not letting anyone stand me up? I couldn't find an instant answer so I sat for hours sitting there on the bench thinking to myself. I didn't care how long I'd sat there I just didn't want to go back or go to my apartment.I just wanted to sit in the park alone . I chose that place because its where my father used to take me when I was younger. He always used to swing with me. Then my mom would make sanwhiches and we would sit on the park tables eating them enjoying ourselves.

The sad thing was that when he had died those happy moments went away and became ghosts of my past that haunted almost all of my dreams. I would always wake up screaming. at the top of my lungs ,as I remembered the very moments my mom had told me my father had died. Hearing her words just got to me and for weeks I couldn't escape the hell of that feeling if him being gone. U guess it was to much for me in a way. This park was the only way I could feel free and not haunted by the dreams or nightmares that reached into my very soul.

The tears from my eyes dripped down my face as night drew near and I just stared at the people in the park.That passed by every minute it so.

Hey guys so I just wanted ask how do you like it so far? Oh and sorry for the short chapter I've been kinda busy lately so yeah but enjoy, comment and votes thx

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