Jason's p.o.v
For Fuck's sake! She brought me away from dad for this?! I looked around the area scornfully. It was a run down village on the outskirts of California that looked like it had not yet been touched by technology. I wrinkled my nose at the sketchy looking people and- what the hell is that smell?!
I quickly covered my nose. It's taking all of my strength not to vomit. "Have manners Jason." Lydia said as she forcefully pulled my hand away from my nose. I'm surprised this bitch still remembers my name after six years. Guess those drugs she's taking aren't really that strong.
"This is our new home." She said, stopping in front of what seems to be, the nicest house in the village. I impatiently sighed as she dug around for her keys. I heard the creak of the door and immediately went inside, ignoring the fact I stepped on her foot. Huh. This house is SUPER fancy. "Say Lydia...", "Mom." She corrected me. "Lydia. Even though you got all this money..... why is it that you didn't even bother to help dad?" I watched her carefully. "Your father doesn't deserve any of the money I worked hard for. Besides, you don't have to worry about that. You're here with me now and I promise to give you anything you want." She smiled. I snickered loudly. "I want to leave." She fell silent. "That's what I thought." I said walking pass her. "Where's my room?" She shook her head frantically. "I was thinking we could have some mother, son time before you go-"
"Where is my room." I cut her off. Honestly! I didn't have time for her fake hospitality. If she wanted to bond with me then she could've done so a longggggg time ago. Her once bright smile turned to that of sadness as she reluctantly pointed to the first door upstairs. "It's already open. I decorated it just for you." She said quietly.
I ignored her and made my way upstairs. I need to lie down before I do something stupid. I opened the door and immediately looked around. The walls were red and painted with cars, aliens and doritos.... God I was a weird kid. I closed the door and threw myself on the unsurprisingly comfortable bed, and started to dig around my bag for a snack. The first plastic thing my fingers touched was the first thing I pulled out. And low and behold, in my hands was a Hershey's bar.
Really God? First of all you pulled me away from the only true friend I've ever had, secondly you completely obliterate the longest lasting relationship I've been in, thirdly you make this bitch take me away from my dad, and now you remind me of the fact that Devin hates me! I sighed loudly. "Jesus christ why is my life just shit?!"
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RomanceDevin Dawn a sixteen year old native American male highschool student, already struggles enough by being outcast by his fellow peers due to his awkward and unapproachable personality. How is he to handle himself when his mind is suddenly filled with...
