Fighting Fire With Fire

-15-

"You're annoying."

"You're stupid."

"You're ugly!"

"You're a bitch!"

"Wow, that's the best you can come up with?" I snorted and glared at him. He was on my bad side and I was 100% done with his presence. He glared right back at me. We had started arguing over what to watch and gradually it just escalated from there.

"You're just a stupid little girl who has no parents that feeds off of her uncle." He was scowling at me in anger.

I looked at him in shock.

"You know nothing." My voice was meant to sound angry and tough, not sad and a whisper. I ran up to my room and collapsed on my bed.

He knew absolutely nothing and yet he was so quick to judge. Of course, so was I.

-

My alarm clock had already gone off and I was already dressed for the day, I just wasn't ready.

Those horrible thoughts had come back at their fullest once I had the time to really let what Alexander said sink in. I was hurt, I was ashamed and most of all I felt guilty. Was I really just the girl with no parents that burdened her uncle? Did my parents not want me because I simply wasn't good enough?

Don't keep thinking this was or you'll surely end up back in that hospital and make everything worse. I kept telling myself mentally over and over again. I didn't want to end up like I once was but it just felt as though I was beginning to walk that same path again.

~Alex~

I watched her as she walked down the stairs, her hair was a mess and her clothes were baggy. I didn't make eye contact with her, if I wanted to leave this is what I had to do.

She walked right passed me, ignoring the plate of food that had been put in front of where she normally sits. I sighed and simply started eating with a shrug of my shoulder.

Being mean to her would be for the best.

I pushed the issue to the back of my mind and pulled out my phone. I dialed a couple numbers with a smile.

No more being a good boy.