He likes pain. He knows it's messed up, but he just can't help it, because when you're so used to something... you tend to start liking it.. well, that's his logic, helps him stay at least slightly sane.
He always thought he knew his life pretty we...
I was getting pity stares, everyone saying sorry for my loss... and I couldn't stand it, I-I know he was my dad and all, but man's been hitting me since I turned 8, I didn't have any love for him.
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I was walking to my next class, Brooklyn nudged my shoulder. I said" Hey." She said" God, your dad, how are you even at school right now?" " Uh, my mom sent me... she said she had something to look into, didn't want me at the house alone." " Are you okay?" " Yeah, I'm fine." " Jude, your dad died..." " Yeah, and I'm fine. I-I guess. I don't actually know, I'm kinda just numb to everything." " Jude, you should talk to the counselor." " No!" She stopped walking, I sighed, then looked down," No, I'm sorry, but I don't do the whole feelings thing." " You should." " I don't, I-I can't, uh... I gotta get to class, uh, see you later." I rushed off, then ran through the halls, I ran to the bathroom and locked the door. I punched the wall, yelping as my fist connected hard to the wall. I took a deep breathe, then messed with my amulet, I sighed, then grabbed my coffee and chugged it. I coughed then threw the cup away, I unlocked the door and walked out, I raised my chin and put on a tough face.
I was walking out of school, once I got past the stairs, my bag was grabbed and I was yanked under the stairs. I saw dickhead Jock #1, He said" So, did you kill your daddy?" I said" Fuck off." " Oh, you've got words, huh?" " Fuck you. Fuck off. Go fuck yourself." He punched me in the eye, I grunted, the force pushing my head into the wall. I lost my balance and fell, he walked away, I sighed," Fuck!" I stood up and walked away, Brooklyn ran up to me. She said" Your face, hey, who did that?" " Don't matter. I'm headed home." " Hey, can I walk with you?" I nodded my head, she smiled and held my hand, leading me. " Okay... what'd I do?" " Except for totally ignore me in every class we have together, which is by the way, three. You've done nothing wrong." " I'm sorry, I am, I just-" " Have a lot on your mind. I know. It's okay, I'm not mad. I'm worried about you and you're not letting me." " Look, I'm okay, Brooklyn. I am. If you're so worried about me, come to the funeral, it's tomorrow, at 11am, at the creepy ass church on the hill. I might lose my damn mind if you're not there..." " You are guilting me, jerk." " Is it working?" I smiled, she blushed then kissed my cheek, " Yes. But I know you've got better excuses, so keep going." " Damn, you're good." She smirked and looked at me as we continued walking, she giggled." His family will be there, if you're not there to keep me sane... I will definitely go to jail, and I wouldn't survive in jail. I mean, look at my face." I tilted my head, putting on a charming smile, she giggled. " All I can see is bruises and cuts." She held my face, her thumb skimmed over the bruise forming around my eye. " It's okay, I'm okay. Remember 58 fights and going up." " Fine, I'll go. But you gotta promise me you'll be nice." " Fine, fine, I'll be nice... but if my cousin, who is a total perv, even looks at you, I'm punching his dick then his throat." " You're not gonna be nice, are you?" " Probab-" I noticed a car outside my house, then I saw mom's car. " Jude?" " Hmm. Come on." I grabbed her hand and walked quickly up to the front door, I snuck to the window and saw two men in suits sitting on the couch. She whispered" FBI? I thought they said it was a break in, a window was broken." I whispered" Yeah, that's what my mom told the news. Hey, I'll text you, okay?" " Be careful." " I'm always careful." " Liar." I smirked, she walked away, smiling at me, I walked to the front door, opening it.
