Tomorrow morning ;
Oliver's POV ;
After i got smacked at the head by that filthy oldman i make my way to the bathroom . As always I checked the faucet in case there are waters running . But yeah, NONE . Ugh i wish i have guts to ask him to pay the bills .
I glanced at the razor , "nawh i dont feel wanna make another scar on my wrist today" as i change my cloth . Today i wear an oversized pale blue sweater with a black ripped jeans . I always hide my scars under the sleeves , so far nobody knows and i doesnt have any plan to make people know about it . Well they will misundertood that i doing this all because of i want some attention . Bitch please , save ya apolegic empathy for yourself .
I watch my own reflection infront of mirror , "how pity.." my bruises on my face just getting dissapear . Good for me though . With the oversized sweater.. actually its not that big just my body too thin for it . Its not like i have another better clothes . All my clothes are actually my father's old things .
I grab my bag and get out from my room . Before i make my way to downstairs i lock my room's door . I dont want to take a risk if my father decide to go inside and messing my things . Even its just a single bed , a study table and beside it is a place where i keep my clothes and a huge mirror . That my only treasures if you ask me .
I walk slowly to downstair and peeking to the living room where usually my dad have his hangovers . And YES he just knocked down on the couch . Thats the que for me to get the fuck out from tbis house . But as I walk past a side table wheres a vase at and a box of cigarates and a lighter . I grab them as silent as I can and open the main door .
As i made my way outside , i let a small sigh of relief . I walk at the sideway while i burning up a cigar with a lighter that i stole from my dad and begin to suck it . I dont care if he gonna beat me because of I stole it from him . I used to it . And sometimes I steal his leftover beer too . I kinda like them . Well blame it all to my dad okay? He is a bad ifluence for me .
As I let out the smoke from my lung to the air , its make me alive for a short time . I stopped infront of the cemetary gates and i push it so i can get in . Today i decided to visit my mom . After a couple of minutes searching for her grave and i found it . I sucked my cigar for the last time and throw it to the ground , not to forget to step on it and then i sat on the ground beside my mom's .
"Hey mom ..." i let out small sigh before I continue "I dont think you gonna be proud of who I be today..look at what you have done mom.. you leave too soon . And look at your son now .. How useless he is And dad. I wish you here so you can kick dad's ass like how you used to do when he threatened to slap me when I was young ." My vision start to blurry and a few drops of crystal clear water from my eyes make their way down to my cheeks.
"But I guess I can handle it and im not fully blame on you ,but it will be nicer if you here . I just want you to whisper to my ear again , wheres you calm me down and promise me to make me my favourite food when I upset.. mom I want you to come home ALIVE . Please..I miss you so much" as i cry harder . I guess its 3 or 4 hours I crying at the grave and then I realised I sleeping at there with my head on my mom's gravestone .
After I say goodbye to my mom , I head to the school . Its kinda tiring me though . My house to the highschool is like 3 miles away .
And after I arrived , I walk past courtyard wheres there are lot of people . Usually they dont give a fuck about me unless there are a son of bitch with his friends try to pick me up .But today its kinda weird though . People staring at me and begin to whisper to each other . 'Calm oli , calm down' as I thought to myself . As I keep my head down low . I hope myself a fucking invisible right now . Why they act odd ? What have I done ?
I shrug them all and begin to heading to the library . But at the midway , someone stopped me . I look at the person and 'fuck' here we go mr.hazzarth . 'How can I totally forgot about him?' My palm started to sweat as I glance around , people eyeing us and they throw hate stares at me . 'WHAT ? ITS NOT LIKE I AM FLIRTING THIS ASSHOLE THOUGH . STOP STARING BITCHES' I noticed behind of william there are about 4 more 'popular' people . And basically they are ass kisser . No doubt . They want to be with william all because of his money, nothing else . I maybe broke but im not fucking dumb . For someone like me , friendship is matter than anything else . But someone like them? Friendship is nothing more than rubbish for them .
I lower my head , not daring to look at the taller guy infront of me 'dont kill me , dont kill me , dont kill me' I chattering in my heart , waiting for him to talk . "What are you waiting for ? Dont u remember you OWE me ?" He said with harsh tone . "I- I remember, g-give me times , I- I promise I will p-pay you back.." i stuttering . Why the fuck now ?? Mentally slaps myself . "I dont give a fuck about your money and your bullshit . You follow me and Kiara,give him my books" he said to one of his bitch. "Will~ why did you want this piece of uhm useless anyway ? Like he have anything with him" that Kiara bitch said with her high pitching voice while she hand me a stack of motherfucking books and glaring me . I have no choice but take it all .
Its HEAVY AS FUCK . Look ! I have my own books and they just add it more . 'If I have a chance , you will be the first one I kill' i point to the Kiara bitch . Of course only myself know my evil plan . "This shit, owe me a mcdonald that he can't even effort it . And he talk bullshit about want to pay me back . Are you sure you have that money? Guess not . So shut your fucking mouth and walk . And you guys, I think you should not follow me with him after this." even his voice is kinda deep with masculinity I pretty sure everyone in this courtyard heard him .
I stunned . I can't even dare to breath . Is that how low someone like me been treated ? For a second there are silent but after that , people burst into endlessly laughter . Some of them just snort and some of them laugh for dear life . But me? Holding back my fucking tears . I rather been punch than be humilate like this infront of crowded . After she done laughing she say " alright hun, and we dont have a plan to stay close with him . You know DISASTER" and continue to laugh with bunch of her friends even more .
I just want to run away from this place right now but I saw William begin to step away . With my dumbest brain I follow him . With struggle I try to not cry and carry his stupid books .
"From now on , you will be with me as long I want you to stay with me . And this is your new timetable which mean you will be all same classes with me .Always carry a notebook with you in case i want you to note down something and everything I need I will let you know and you will get it for me .Obviously use my money . Its not like you have some . As long as you in this school you will stick with me . No excuses . Understood ?" He said . "Y-yes" I answered and nods to show him I understand everything he said and I take a piece of paper a.k.a my new timetable. I dont know if we have money we can do anything we want at school . 'Geez its not like I am his fucking P.A' i rolled my eyes .
I look at the first class for today . Yeah great ! Math . Dont let me cooperating with math because its never gonna happen . I rather kiss a dog than attend math class . But i guess I dont have any damn right to say anything since I become one of those ass kisser .
Nothing more to say . As people around hall keep staring at us , we head our way to the math class . Rip me .
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