Streaks

Chapter 7

Chapter seven

They locked me in one of the rooms of that house. Tied to a bed post, I was left to my self pity, while they went, maybe to plan, to kill, outside. Soon my tears dried up, and for that I was thankful. I hated it in movies when the main character was useless. I hated it when they wallowed in their grief. I wanted them to got out there, do something amazing and heroic.

But when my time came to do that, i became a hypocrite. A helpless sniveling hypocrite. I always thought I would bust out, do crazy and awesome stuff, save the world and dance on the villains graves.

And that's when I started to hate myself.

I was a skinny, loathsome nerd.

I also started to hate my 'supposed' best friend.

She did this to me, she betrayed me, kidnapped me and made me hate myself. I knew I was being petty, but I couldn't help it. Maybe I was a skinny loathsome nerd, but I wasn't one to judge people. I found it wrong and hurtful, when people judged. You know there is something really wrong when you go against things you said, things you promised yourself you would never do.

And now, it the space of one day, I had broken two things I said I would never do, be helpless and to judge.