chapter one

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Myers sat next to his friend there and stared at the brace.  He sat in there car and he had just came from the hospital. His hand shook as he saw the brace on his wrist. Myers glanced at his friend and like a explosion went off in his head. A loud bang then ringing, Myers had explanation for it but wasn't accurate in terms. He just looked out the window into the dark void of the night. Myers had just gotten back from the hospital because of a shot wound.
   It was a normal afternoon.  Calm weather,  real cold around this time. But for Myers it was another time of fear. He sat in a closet the door closed and his long slender legs holding it shut. His father was a drunk and mother was never home,  she turned to a prostitute after his parents split. She came home sometimes but never long enough to help Myers. So there he sat,  in a closet and his drunk father at anytime busting in his room and picking a fight.  Myers always won but sometimes he would cut him or bring out a gun. It never ended well if he got Myers down. Myers let his thoughts race as he looked at his phone and texted his friend Jamie.
'Do you think you have time to pick me up tonight? :'( it's one of those nights.. ' Myers
'Sure I'll get off work soon!' Jamie
'Good see you then' myers
    He looked at some stuff on his phone. His Dad hahated him since birth for his white eyes. It was a rare effect that happened in some babies that came from ancestors of certain family. Myers was sadly one that had a family history and was bound not to have pupils.
This never bothered Myers other than his blurry vision yet got him fascination from others. Myers heard a door open.  He was shocked in fear and shivered as he sat there,  legs holding the door shut. He heard a click,  his father had a gun. Why did he have to be an armed drunk. Myers stayed there as he heard the stumble around the room.
   "Get you fucking ass out here now... Or I'll shoot you till your a bloody pulp.. " He said in a sadistic but tired voice. He fumbled across the room and looked at the closet.
"You were never good at hide and seek.. " He smirked. Even without seeing his fathers face he knew he was grinning wide to the door.  He heard a thud as the door dented. Myers held his legs steady and gasped in fear. His father shot and it landed in the wall next to his head.  He sobbed in fear and stood up. He heard another thud and he moved to the side watching his father fall in as he stepped over him and sprinted. If he was gonna get away this is the best time. He ran fast as he heard his father's stumbling sprint and then a gunshot. He felt nothing but a pinch then looked at his wrist. A hole marked it.  He stared at it then looked at his father. A face of terror marked his face as he looked to him and heard the neighbors walk out and calling the police.  Myers looked at his arm then fell backwards. Maybe from shock,  maybe the blood but while laying there he saw red and blue and two men then sirens as he knocked out.
He woke to see Jamie, he sighed and looked at her with a confused face.  Jamie hugged him and he looked surprised but hugged her.  He was in pain when he did but just winched and looked at his hand bandaged and braced.  He gasped and jamie back.
"Is my dad in jail?!?! " He said surprised but kinda happily.
"He is, " She smiled to him and Myers smiled weakly and tossed himself back.
"Good that uncultured swine deserves it.. " He looked over and chuckled with Jamie.

|so that was chapter one soon more to come hope you liked it. I'll try making more soon but don't @ me,  cool?  Cool|

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