"Darren man what the fuck," Mikey yelled from across the hall.
I glanced up and held my gaze at him until he caught up with me.
"What dude?" I questioned.
And I was slammed to the locker.
"You know what bitch, I thought we were friends." Mike pushed his arm up against my neck.
"I don't know what the fuck your talking about dude but you need to calm down."
"Calm down? I'm not calming down after you fucking go and fuck my girlfriend."
Rumors...
"Wasn't me," I sternly said.
"Bullshit." Mike pulled back his fist.
Then all went black
YOU ARE READING
Depression
Short Story*TRIGGER WARNING* Darren Mercy is sad, well thats not the word for it; he's sad, but not sad. He's numb. He's asked himself why, thousands of times. He has everything. Friends, a great mom, to some people he has the perfect life. He looks for...
