K.I.S.S (Futanari) •

Life Is Unfair

Hartley's P.O.V

"Hartley man, I'm sor--"

     "Don't do it Richie. Don't fudging tell me "you're sorry" just because I told you that ma has only a few months to live. You know I hate that" I interrupted him harshly as I ran my hands through my hair, breathing in shakily. I know, I sounded like a fudging asshole but I couldn't help it because with finding out the situation about my ma, I haven't seen her for a whole week. I've been distancing myself from her.

      It was the worst decision I've ever made in my entire life. I've barely kept myself in check, been in my room every single day, talking to ma once in a while then going back in my room. I've been going to school but basically I've been a ghost. She's been trying to corner me and talking to me but I ignore her like she was..nothing.

It hurt me every time I saw her trying to hold in the tears. I wish I could talk to her..let her comfort me but this..this was different. I was going to lose..my life. My mother had given me life and she was leaving hers at such an age because of fudging cancer!.

     "Hey mama McCraw has been a mother to me too man, and you're such a bitch for interrupting me" Richie angrily said and I sighed as emotions within emotions had begun to rack through me. It was getting too much for me. When I had ran out the house in a frenzy as tears trailed down my face that night and wanted to drive away, I seriously only had four words running through my mind, and that was "I can fix this".

      I was going to drive up to several homes that basically had a surgeon or a doctor that lived in them and beg them to save her. I was glad that Poppy had stopped me from leaving because I knew that if she hadn't, there would be a high chance that I'd be dead or seriously injured and in the hospital. After my little incident, we had walked back into the house and talked more about this overwhelming realization of the news to ma.

     Just thinking about her aches my heart, I knew that I somewhat promised her that I wouldn't push her away but it was hard, I knew that she'd be the same way if her parents were going through what my ma was going through. Now that I think about it, I knew that Mr Holmes knew about ma, that sad expression on his face at the charity event were the red flags.

"Hey girl, aren't you gonna say anything? Shit don't tell me you're thinking of her again? Girl just talk to he--"

      "Can you not talk like that?" I interrupted him as I said this in frustration and he furrowed his eyebrows as he looked at me, "Talk like what?" he questions and I realized that if I continue on this path well be going on a tyrant of arguments but it's like hes talking in a sarcastic tone, like he didn't care about anything and plus talking about Poppy in that way.

     "Nothing Rich and can we go now?" I asked him in a impatient matter. He just shrugs at me as he continues eating his ice cream from a waffle bowl that we got at the ice cream shop that we're parked in front of. I decided that it would be best to leave so I went to turn on the ignition of my truck, but however stopped. Stopped as I heard a squeal, a familiar kind of squeal. My stomach tingles at it and I look towards the direction of where it came from and what I saw, made my heart sore with pain, anger and in jealousy.

     The beautiful, gorgeous Poppy Holmes was across from me, laughing happily, however, she wasn't alone. And I know that buzz cut from anywhere. It was that Jonathan boy that I came across him from when Poppy and I first got together. He had his arm around her, as if she was his girl. How could she do this to me? was what I thought as I looked at them, my hands tightening around the steering wheel.

     "What the fuck? Fuck man, she cant do that to you" I heard Richie say and my eyes caught him acting in a frenzy as she went to open the door but I pulled him back by his sweatshirt and took a deep breath. "Forget about it, let's just go" I mumble and he started shaking his head but I threw him a look and he grumpily sat back against his seat. I let go of his sweatshirt and close my eyes as I heard her talk happily with him.