26|| 𝙎𝙀𝙍𝙀𝙉𝘿𝙄𝙋𝙄𝙏𝙔

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"Here," a twenty dollar bill help firmly inbetween his middle and pointer, like a magician handing off a card.

I raise my eyebrows slightly in confusion, but take the money anyway.

"Go to 7/11 or something, buy me something good." He sooes me away playfully with a flick of the wrist like I'm some sort of pesky child.

"Yes sir." I only just got home from school, but I'm sure a walk will do me good. I need to get out more anyway, plus the atmosphere at home isn't particularly friendly. And, who knows! Maybe I'll see Dave and Tommy, or, I don't know, somebody else thats cool.

There are a few more people I initially thought there would be out and about, I never considered people to be very busy on a Tuesday. Whos busy on a Tuesday? I used to be busy on Tuesdays, ha ha, BUSY ON SCHLATTS DICK! (I am very alone.)

I wonder what Schlatt doing right now.

Hopefully thinking of me.

I like to believe so.

I act so casual about this ordeal I'm beginning to even trick myself at this point. The thing is, I do care. Atlot. I've cried so fucking much that I'm just gone numb. I miss being held, but I suppose him not allowed to complain - I've learned of recent that if I ask one of my brothers to cuddle they would be morr than happy to. The more ya know, eh?

A bell above the door accounced my arrival, the clerk payed me no mind as I stepped past the doggish-smelling carpet infront of the checkout.

I hate how short the isles are, I stick out like a sore thumb while standing in them. I have. A distant fear that everybodys watching me because I'm so freakishly tall, I feel ridiculous in this shit hole.

My eyes scan the treats in the first isle I see, its an assortment of different gums. I realize quickly I know not what my father likes, like, at all. And, how the fuck do I spend 20 dollars at a 7/11? Should I spend all twenty?, or just pocket whatever remains? Who uses cash??

I HATE THIS MAN😎

Hi, what do you want exactly?

Umm..idk, just whatever you're
getting, u have good taste. LOL! 😂🍬

Ily bye ❤️ text me when ur on ur way
home. 🌝🧖🏻‍♂️🦵

No

I love u lol.

Ok

I'm indecisive, what I get? I never get anything from 7/11. I barely ever even go outside! I search around a few seconds before just grabbing a the first item of use I spot, which happens to be a few packs of skittles. I'm sure dad likes skittles, who doesn't like skittles.

I grab a few more items before finally checking out. The clerk gives me an odd look as I spend 19 dollars on things from a 7/11 but says absolutely nothing. He wears a pin that says TOBIAS on it, I want to tell him my little brother has that name but I don't get the chance.

Once I exit I'm just as unsure on what to do than I was when I got home. Do I go back? What if Dad walks to talk to me? Wants company? I pray Dave has already returned, or maybe dad hasn't moved at all. I don't know.

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