****ENJOY THE NEW PART!*****^Kyle's POV
"He did what?" Haley said closing her locker. I sighed and rubbed the back of my neck. "He hung him out to dry last night, he came to my house last night real hurt. I let him stay over." Haley rolled her eyes in discourage. "He's a dick. I didn't reuse him in the beginning. None of us did. But Bloo was so happy, that we didn't wanna disappoint him." She sighs discouraged.
I nod in agreement. Bloo was really hurt. To the point that I had to carry him out of bed this morning. My parents still weren't there, so I had to drive Holly to daycare first. It was like I was a father figure more than my real dad was.
The day went by gloomy and long until lunch finally arrived. I came over to our usual table. It was completely empty, except for Blaze, who had his hands thrown in his pockets looking down. I hadn't talked to him much, since I had been so busy with Bloo. I walked up to him and decided to talk to him. "Hey Blaze, you feelin ok?" I ask awkwardly. A short moment of silence passes. "My brother got hurt pretty bad yesterday....." I look over at him in concern
"What happened? Is he ok?" Blaze shakes his head. "He got ahold of one of my lighters yesterday.........burned his arm to a second degree. Doctor said he would be out in a week." Blaze choked up over his words. "He's only 8...he didn't know any better, but I snapped at him pretty hard....and after that...he-he cried till he couldn't breath." I looked at the floor feeling his pain. I could tell he was really close to him.
"I'm sorry to hear that, I hope everything works out, he's in my prayers, ok?" I tell him. I place my hand on his shoulder as he shakes his head. "Cox I hope this isn't too much to ask, but........is it possible if you could come to the hospital with me later on today? My mom......can't come." I nod, assuring that I would be there for him. Things were weird between us.....but I cared enough to act as a good friend in these situations.
Bloo's POV
I lazily grabbed my book bag out of my locker, getting ready to head to 4th period. My current mood was everything but content. I couldn't understand why I always fell for things that stood right in front of me with a sign that says "DANGER: I'm an asshole who wants nothing but your virginity." fool me. But I wasn't about to let some guy get between me and my life.Even though I had always been this venerable.
So many years, I dated people, falling for them the minute I lay eyes on them, and end up getting my ass kicked in the end. I never would experience real love unless I felt it first. Every kiss and hug, every break up. Another one bites the dust, another bottle of milk spilled, whatever the fuck you wanna call it, it describes me. After only a day.....I fell for a smartass's stupidity.
I walked into art, grabbing my painting off the rack as the teacher droned on and on about shade theory and artist from the medieval eras. How could something as enjoyable as art be so damn boring?
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"Sebastian.....Sebastian......." I looked up from my arms annoyed to see Mr.Willard, staring me down. "I admire your precision to participate in my class....but you fail to impress my standards." He says slurring in his Italian accent. I roll my eyes. When did he purchase the clothes on my back or the food I put in my mouth? "I'm sorry." I say falsely.
"Yes, you should be." He grabs his papers and closes the door behind him. "Bitch." I say in my normal tone. I put away my books, in my backpack. That was enough ignorance for today.
I walked down the hall, going through my phone, texting anyone who messaged me. Until I heard a familiar voice. "Look it didn't work, I lied to him and he won't let him comeback." That polite English......William? I walk into the stairwell and lean against the door to listen. "You were suppose to expose the faggot! I had it all planned out and you screwed it up." THAT voice sounded even MORE familiar.......
"I'll just get him back tomorrow, say I can't live without him or some corny shit like that." William says. "You better Nutter, because if you screw this up, you can kiss that college money and your reputation goodbye." I hear the other guy say. I could hear the locker get hit with a bang. Stephen. It was Stephen.
Stephen was trying to expose me to the school, by making William make me fall in love with me and do whatever he pleases, all for some goddamn money? I lean my head back against the brick wall. I was too gullible to see the obvious. William was sleeping with the sharks, and was 'bout to get a rude awakening.
Kyle's POV
I watched Blaze pace back and fourth with his chained boots clinking together. I could see concern in his eyes along with fear. Holly looks up at me, trying to pull my black bang. I pretend to bite her hand and she laughs, making several more attempts for her amusement.
Blaze makes a quick turn for the receptions desk. "How much longer do I have to wait around." He asks aggressively. The receptionist straightens her papers. "Mr.Toronto the nurse will be here momentarily, we're doing the best we can." "Well the best you can sucks." Blaze scuffs and walks off to the chair off to the side.
I get up and put Holly in the play area and walk over to him. "You ok?" He looks up in disbelief. "What do you think?" I look around, uncomfortably. His face softens. "I'm sorry Cox, I'm just really stressed out." I nod. "It's ok I know you're under a lot of pressure right now, just try to relax." I tell him.
He looks up at me in the chair in curiosity. "Why are you so nice to me? I'm not nice to you." He says boldly. I shrug and move around. "I don't believe in revenge unless it's worth it. And with hands like yours, and a bloody face of mine ain't worth it." We both laugh quietly. "But seriously, everything's gonna be fine." I say to him. "I hope so.". "Nigel Toronto" the nurse says walking out. We stand up. Here it goes.
"I'm nurse Quincy. I'm here to escort you to see your brother." We take turns shaking her hand. "You ready?" I ask. "Yes. I'm ready." He says sighing.
****** Hope you guys enjoyed this part, I know it was a bit boring but I'm hoping to excite it up. (The picture up top is Blaze) stayed posted for the next part.*********
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Rebellious and Neglected
Teen FictionDays go by and cuts tear skin. A beer bottle flies and tears form within. These are the haunting visions of young Kyle, a delinquent living in utter chaos. Said to be the weird "Emo kid" that roams the halls, stares and whispers are a part of his da...