HIM

"Bad habbits"

Gray's pov. 

The bell rang and the kid left in a hurry. He dropped something and what do you know its the damn black note book. I picked it up and. 

"Hey you dr-"

I stopped in my tracks. He was gone.

"Fuck"

"Watch your language mr. Morre."

"Yeah sorry wesley"

"Mr.'

I stormed out of there and ditched the rest of school and i headed over to the my favorite coffee shop, my mom use to work there but not anymore due to her death. It still stung to think about it even though it had already been two tears. She died due to a tumor. I remember that i sleept in that fucking chair for one month, after she died i changed and so did my father. I just decided that dating was out of the picture and that i wouldn't think twice about what i do. My father changed so much over the past few months. He started coming home late,drunk of course. He never cleaned the house and occasionally brought girls home. I felt so disappointed and disgusted by him. My love for my father soon became hate. Each day my smile slowly turned into a frown. My happiness soon became anger, and my love became lust and jealousy. 

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When i got to the place i sat down and took out the black journal. 

"Can i get anything for you mr morre?"

"Yeah, just the usual"

"Ha okay. I see your ditching school again , aye?" 

"Stay out of it sherry"

"One black coffee without milk coming up"

3rd pov. 

Sherry was or should've been a seinior in high school but dropped out and became a waitress. Whe she was popular at school it was because she was the school slut. She did every guy on the football team, cheated on her boyfriend multiple times. When chad her now ex boyfriend found out he confronted her. She was Depressed. Gray  knew her because his best friend daimien was her brother.

Grays pov. 

After i got my coffee i scammed the journal. I was suprised at what i found. It was a sketch of me. Why was there a sketch of me? Infuriated i pushed the cup of coffee off the table and watch it shatter on the ground. 

"What the hell gray!"

Screached sherry from across the shop. I just realized what i did. 

"I uh im s- im sorry he- heres 20 dollars "

After i gaver her the money i ran all the way home.

What the hell is wrong with me? Why do i have these bad habits?