Outcasts

Chapter 2: Part 2

Same night. Just outside the stadium.

        Lars watches Marissa as she storms off trying not to cry, just as their eyes lock he looks up at the night sky and places his hands in his pockets and walks off in the opposite direction. He can't help but ponder what he just saw, and as the rain begins to fall, the thoughts begin to roll in his head.

"What was all the about? I thought she just didn't like people, I didn't know people don't like her...Is she like me? no no no, couldn't be, she's so smart...I used to think she was so weird, now i just kinda feel bad for her.." 

"Whatever, not my problem." Lars in fact had other things to worry about. He takes his phone out of his pocket to look at the time. "7:30, still too early to go home." He looks around to see where he could go to pass the time. "The dinner is open pretty late...naa i'm not really hungry... I can't hit the skate park in this rain either." He looks across the street and sees a bus pulling up to the bus stop. "Downtown it is then."

Lars jogs across the street and hops on the bus just before it was about to pull off.

15 min. later. Downtown LA

Lars POV

        I hate riding the bus..at least the rain's stopped. Looks like i can get some skating in around here.

He takes his skateboard out of bag and starts to ride.

Damn there's so many people downtown tonight...I should go home...No Lars be strong! You don't wanna go home anyway...not after last night..Don't Think About IT!...Just skate..just skate..just skate...

Lars takes out a joint and smokes it as he is lifted into a state of euphoria and oblivion. He is unaware of his surroundings as he drifts away from himself and enjoys the high.

This feels good...haven't felt anything other than pain for the past month...where am i? How long have I been skating?...What time is it? Oh man my folks are gonna be pissed...Who cares, they've probably been fighting to much to notice.

Oh great there's Josh, I hope he didn't see me...wait where are his friends?..he's never alo...ugh!

"Well well well, if it isn't sir cuts-a lot ." Ugh it's Mark, this guy towers over me and his breath still manages to penetrate my nose...great if he's here then that means..."Dude don't you mean Zorro? haha look at his wrists, I mean that is the work of a true swordsman." Yep i knew it Hawk, his name is as bad as his jokes. It's like his parents tried to be jokesters just like him...ugh i'd hate to meet his parents..a group of ugly crooked teeth, wannabe comedians with horrible one liners.

Ok so two numbskulls accounted for that means we're waiting on the ring leader.."Both of your jokes sucked!" Right on cue...Joshua, he never leaves me alone. I swear this guy has a bigger crush on me than any girl could ever have. He loves to target my scars..."He's not Zorro or sir whatever you called him. The right name for him can only be one thing." What is he doing?..no don't grab my wrist..stop don't pull my sleeves down...damn it!

"BEHOLD!! EDWARD SCISSOR HANDS hahaha." You idiots...ok damn that was pretty good, gotta make a quick witty reply. "Actually ALL your jokes suck, I personally would've gone with Blade the Vampire slayer..because ya know..I use a Blade ha." Great Lars insult yourself, that definitely helps you.

        Uh oh, he's coming toward me...and here comes the kick "UGHH" ok yeah that hurt...don't let him know it though...don't show that you're weak. "I just love how your little girlfriends have to hold me every time you beat me up." Great now you've done it.

The boys drop him to the ground and begin kicking and punching him yelling offensive slurs.

"You dirty cutter!"

"Why are you even on this earth"

"You make teenagers look bad!"

"Only girls are cutters!"   "You deserve every beating you ever get!"

"You wanna hurt? Well here's some pain for you!"

They're right...I deserve it...All of it..I'm the reason for everything.

I'm such a horrible person...I feel cold...Is that blood? Oh gosh i'm bleeding, I don't know where though. Who cares...It's all my fault...Ugh i'm so disgusting...No Lars don't relapse...Last night was too much! Be strong.."Are you guys finished?"

Uh oh, Josh looks pissed. What is he gonna say now? "Ya know your parents were right! You're just a big mistake. You ruined their lives Lars. I wonder how many other people's lives you've ruined." What?..How does he know that? "How did you know that?"

"We're Neighbors Lars! The whole damn street can hear when your parents argue hahaha"

No..don't think about it Lars...tune it out...I can't..can't drown out the laughter...Be strong...I just need to get through this...I just need to get home and i'll be ok...I just need to think about something else and it'll pass, i'm not gonna relapse...I just need to be strong...

I just need... I just need...

I just need...

TO CUT!