It's been a year since I was expelled from the missionary school. We had to move from our neighborhood because the whispers of me, putting a fellow kid in the hospital with a broken arm was too much for my mom to handle.
I haven't stepped out of the house since we moved and I haven't talked to my parents.
My mother was scared of the monstrosity that was me, and my father was wary of the demon I was turning into.
But I didn't care. Within myself I laughed because Robert was rotting in the grave and no one will ever find out who killed him.
I was nearly 15 when I was told of an admission into military school, because no school wanted a pupil with my track record.
I accepted my fate without much words. I was done begging, I was done pleading. From now on they should be scared of me.
I left for military school and would not be back till my parents tried divorce.
And that was when I committed my greatest sin.
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When Kevin Loves
RomanceI really should have stayed home, Kevin mutters as a butterfly event drives him down the part of love, hate, betrayal.