(A/N you should listen to Nitesky by Robert Koch and John LaMonica. I really like this song. I was listening to it while writing this.)
"I'm just returning the favor." he whispered looking at the ground.
I don't get that. Yes I may have helped him earlier but he was mad at me for doing that. Why would he stick up for me?
Although it was nice of him. I didn't need his help because I can curse out that teacher by myself but it was a kind gesture. I just didn't want him to get in trouble.
"Thanks.." I smiled looking at him still staring at the ground.
He slowly looked up and looked me in the face. He slightly smiled until the teacher came out into the hallway.
"Loren I am going to write you up because you should know better than to curse me out." He explained. I rolled my eyes then he turned his direction towards Matthew.
"Matt you get a warning.. Don't stick up for her she's...." He whispered the last part
Matt looked at me then walked in the classroom. I looked at Mr.Fiege and he told me to go back inside. I sat down at my desk and had a scowl on my face the whole time.
"Get with your partners and do what you need to do I don't care.." The teacher said sitting at his desk going through his phone
He's such a shitty teacher. Knowing that Matt wouldn't get up to come to the front of the room I just walked to the back of the room.
I took a seat next to him and he basically ignored my presence.
"Matt what should we do for this stupid project?" I asked
He ignored my attempted at trying to talk to him. That doesn't mean we are just gonna sit here in silence.
"What about we make a soundtrack of songs that go with the book that we read?"
"Fine." he paid more attention to the ceiling than to me. "I wanna tell you something. I was wondering if you could meet me at the park after school?"
okay..
"What's it about?" I asked concerned
"It's about me.. Who else would it be about?"
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At the park
I sat on the bench bundled up in my jacket. It was freezing cold. Why would he say the park instead of my house or his house? Some place warm. I don't want to catch hypothermia.
I looked at my phone and it's been 10 minutes since I've been waiting here in the cold. I just decided to get up and walk around maybe I will warm up.
As soon as I got up Matt comes walking towards me. Well it's about damn time he showed up.
"Sorry I was busy.. I drove here and didn't realize how cold it was .. Do you want to sit in my car?" He asked
"Okay."
We walked to his car and got in. He turned it on and put the heat on.
"So why did you want to meet me here?" I asked
"Have you ever gotten the feeling that everybody is secretly judging you?" He asked looking out the window
"yeah sometimes. Can I ask you a question?"
"What is it?" He asked
"Why do you let them pick on you? You have control over what they do to you. So why do you let them control you?"
He looked at me and laughed.
"If you knew what they knew about me you'd keep quiet too."
What they knew about him? What would be so bad about a kid who never talks to anyone?
"How bad?" I asked
He looked away from me and started to fiddle with his fingers. He sighed and then looked at me with sad eyes.
Oops.
"You don't have to tell me."
"I set my ex girlfriend up with Jack the one who bully's me and he.. Beat her to the point where she ended up dying."
Woah. What does he mean he set her up though? He's so quiet and innocent..
"But it's not what you think... I didn't mean to it. I was at a party and I was drunk. Jack took her.. Next day I woke up to her unresponsive on the floor. It was too late to save her.. I did this to her. She didn't even want to go." He cried
I felt bad for him. They are using death to bully him. They are using guilt against him. Yet he didn't do it. But how didn't Jack get charged?
"I don't think of you any different. I mean I don't really know you but I still think you're an okay person." I reassured him.
"So what's your story?" He asked changing the subject
"don't have one." I answered
"Everyone has a story."
I do have a past but my past is a little sick and twisted.. Not because of what I did but because of what my parents did to me and my sister.
"Well my mom was a drug addict and my dad is an alcoholic. My mom used to burn me with her lighter if I was doing something wrong in her eyes.. My dad he was violent.. I honestly don't want to get into details with him. My mom died from a drug overdose and my dad well my dad is still the same alcoholic asshole." I answered honestly
I've never told anyone my life story. I hated talking about my life. My life isn't interesting at all. The only thing interesting about it is that I'm going to be the first to graduate high school. My sister got pregnant and dropped out.
I would much rather live with her but she lives kinda far. Plus I don't know her boyfriend. I haven't talked to him a day in my life. So it would be awkward.
"Wow I'm sorry. You could always stay with a friend. Maybe even me? My parents are nice. They wouldn't mind."
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I mean if I was her I would go. 😁😱
