His Story

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"You were foolish to believe she ever cared for you. You were just someone there to talk to when she didn't have her man candy."

R O D E R

I bite my jaw as I walk back inside, shutting the door behind me.

Ms. Sage glance turn back to me, "Did you see her?"

I nod, "I saw her alright." I reply back as I went back up the stairs and into my room.

The plain colors on the wall disgusting me but I had to get use to it.

I glance at my half empty wardrobe with only three black shirts, two black jeans and a large black coat.

I grab the coat, a jeans and a black shirt and quickly change out of my school clothes and into them quickly.

I just needed some fresh air.

Somewhere far from this place, too.

"Ms. Sage, I'm leaving."

She nod, "Ok, what time are you coming back though?"

I didn't awnser.

Unsure to if I was ever coming back.

She clear her throat, "Mr. Turner —"

"Tonight." I lied and she nod, giving me a suspicious look before turning back and typing on the computer on her lap.

"I will be expecting you home around 7."

I open the front house door and left, shutting it back after me.

I tuck my hands into my pocket, glancing around the neighborhood.

Which way should I go though?

Right or left?

A L A Z N E

"Stop Justin," I said but he just continue kissing me on my neck.

"For what?" He said as he take off my uniform.

"Justin, I said we needed to talk — not do this." I quickly gasp after a moan escape my mouth.

He smirk, getting up and staring at me "Seems like you prefer this."

I growl as my eyes met his brown ones.

I sigh, "Justin, we can't do this anymore."

He bite his bottom lip, his expression changing completely as his eyes darken.

"Is it because of that boy?" He said bluntly.

"Justin, no —"

He grab me by the throat, "Your leaving me for that peace of shit?" He spat at me as his grip tightens.

"Justin — stop" He sink me deeper into the bed.

"What if you turn up in front of his door step dead, huh? He can have you, and I can't either."

"Deal?"

"Justin, just let go." I said as I fight to get his hands from around my neck.

He let go after a while, I grab my throat as I look down on the floor.

"I'm sorry —"

I was quickly knocked out in a second.

R O D E R

I tuck my hands into my pocket as I kept on walking.

I stare around at all the houses, Christmas lights getting put around everywhere around everyone's house.

I smile as people wave at me, wishing me an Merry Christmas in advance.

I nod, "Same to you." I reply.

I walk for what seem like hours on the streets, getting distracted by the beautiful lights and the people in angel outfits singing Carols.

I smile, continuing to walk alone the unfamiliar streets.

A L A Z N E

I open my eyes — glancing around the bedroom.

I raise an eyebrow.

I was inside my bedroom.

But how did I get here?

I sigh as I get up off of my bed, walking over to the mirror as I stare at myself.

My left eye was swollen with a black eye.

I didn't know what to do.

I begin to panic — a couple tears streaming down my face as I just sit there — staring at my appearance in the mirror with absolute fear.

Unable to believe it was me.

Unable to believe he'll hit me.

My phone buzz in my pocket, I took it out and look at the message.

Bae, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hit you.

I turn it off — glancing back and my reflection as I nod.

It seem like you did.