Hard to love (Playtime x Bully)

Day 6 (The flashes)

I look down unknowing and a bit frozen too, what to say, I liked her at her again still wondering as she always where, than had visions of my past, flaming threw my mind, as I melted with trees inside of me. And held my stomach and smash my heart a million times like a man just won the lottery.

*flash back* - 6 years old
The day I was six I had a orange and light blue hoodie I loved it like
"I LO-lOve YoU!!" She said as she wiggled closed to me as a siren of love but shocked at the same time the brown hair girl said her eyes where green and had he hair in a plate and had a shirt that says 'this shirt is gay' in a rainbow colour writing, I laughed every time I saw it, and it always teased her, and starting saying 'BAKA!' Knowing she respected gay very well, she also had a hoodie like me but minty green and baby link, she has cut short trousers with holes blue and silky, and wears cat ears headphones on her head, had the love for pets, he shoes where green like her eyes but lighter colour, I look at her shocked what to say, but I gave in because I love her too, wrapped my hands on her are eyes met for the first time forever I felt love, I saw her smiling as she hold my hand while my hand was around her shoulder we both smile for a bit, knowing it was the right time to kiss, are eyes met to did are lips touched together as I started to embrace that I had a special someone, I look her lie she was the Perfect match and she wasn't, her name was Bernese, we made a promise not to tell are live between the two of us until we was about 11 or 11 or a half or 12, but it didn't take long till that life in my hands ended and died.
11 to 12 years old-going to go secondary school...
1 week later,
We became popular came the cutest couple, but also the rudest of them all, we smashed down Car windows and stole them, we pulled up paints, but only if they was really unpopular, we was called the counter down couple, because every time I see someone talking to her we always had each over back no matter what, just incase we accidentally get rapped or kissed on the mouth or the cheeks or he hand. We also called nick babes for us as couples normally do.

she called me chocolate and I called her kitty or bubble gum, bubble shooter, berry, barry the dinosaur just to tease her, as she got annoyed at it but she loved the nicknames I called her, people stared at are cuteness as we called each over names or kissed each over cheeks or hold hands and smile or wink at each over or giggled or gurgled at the sane time or care for each over we was in trouble or in a fight, it was like we truly was meant to be I says to my self..

4 weeks later...
She started to abuse, and told me not to talk to others by putting gum on my hair or on my hoodie, she called it learning not to talk to others only me, I got confused, but I agreed, and been obeyed by her by her useless pointless rules or orders but every time I met eyes with a human she smacked my but, but really at the time she was doing it every day was getting on my nerves but she was my girl friend, and I love her, do I? But still thinking I found it cute then, but I know now that is sexual harassment. I looked over unknowing how to talk to, so I started to talk to the low and un popular people in the school, knowing she wouldn't get jealous because of that, I started to talk, but some of my popular, top talent friend came over no knowing why I was talking dweebs they came over and wave, I wave back, and my girl friend and sporting me, waving my hand at them. And wiped me with a thick string she names it 'over the line belt, a yelled in pain and every one so did the nerdy kinds and the unpopular kids did too I wanted to cry, but being a man told me I would hate my guts if I did, they stared at me pointing fingers finding it funny calling names right directly at me and laughed except my friends and shook their heads and turned over to the exit door and shook their heads as they flew past me, knowing I was going to be unpopular if I didn't date her anymore.

Going home..
I walked home by myself unusual me I normally walk with my girlfriend or my friends or my best friend, I mumbled to my self looking at the red mark on my legs and Bruce's on being attacked by her whipping her rope around in circles once I got home feeling dizzy, I took out some ice cream, and went to the living room closing the blinds so no one can spot my emotions, tears flew down my cheeks as I swipe them, I started to questioned my self. 'Who am I?' 'Why' 'love?' 'Abuse?' Stopped then knowing the pain was to much to handle I watched a bit of Tv knowing done of the comedy would cheered me up, but it didn't..