Before The Fall

The Car Ride

*See important note at bottom*

All Jeff knew was that his family had to move because his dad had gotten a better job, one that provided more money. That was the first thing Jeff didn't understand. The Woods family was already rich, did they have to be richer? Was that even possible? With Pete Woods being a big business man, and Margaret Woods being pretty little model with "two adorable boys and a successful husband", Jeff didn't think there was any more money to give to his parents. He wasn't complaining, not really, he got the things he wanted, but....he wished they didn't have to move for the money.

He gave up on arguing as soon as they drove from their home "glorious" Hollywood house and onto the streets. There was no turning back now. Jeff absolutely refused to talk to anyone, including big brother Liu, so he stared out the window. All the familiar shops and houses passed them by, but Jeff didn't really care now. The further they got from their used-to-be house, Jeff's feelings about moving grew numb. He was just going to be the freak again.

Although his parents, or the therapists and doctors, couldn't explain what was actually wrong with Jeff, they knew something was there. They couldn't explain why he just didn't feel any emotions at random points of time, or why Jeff's nerves just...quit sometimes. They first noticed something was wrong when Jeff fell from a tree when he was six and broke his arm, but didn't feel anything. At the time, Pete and Margaret figured it was just because of shock, but when they went to the hospital they figured out that wasn't the reason at all. The doctors said Jeff's nerves were damaged, and that his brain wasn't sending out any signals that he should feel any pain. Apparently that meant Jeff was broken. And the doctor and therapists appointments began. The bullying began.

Ironically, whenever he didn't feel any emotions it reminded him of Yandere Simulator and how Ayano couldn't feel anything before she met her Senpai. He hoped to God that he didn't need a "Senpai" for this to go away.

Somehow news got out that Jeff was broken. By the next Saturday, the whole damn town knew. Jeff got used to the whispers as we walked by, and the hurtful words. It's not like it mattered anyway. Jeff subconsciously rubbed his hoodie covered arm, hiding scars and scabs. He hadn't done it in a long time, but he really felt the urge now. He couldn't pull out his slightly blood covered pocket knife in the car, obviously, so he would have to wait. 

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I only posted this in case the thing I'm using to write this breaks down and deletes all my work. This is going through major editing and writing as soon as I finish the whole story. I'm either going to delete this version or upload the finished version onto Wattpad once the story's to my liking.