Runaway

Motormouth...

Coles pov:

"GUYS? what the hell are you doing here!?" I shout in frustration. Were they here the entire time? They were about to answer until my excuse of a father cut them off.

"I brought them here. With me. I'm very disappointed in you son. I can't believe my own flesh and blood did those things, I'm-"

"I GET IT! YOUR DISAPPOINTED! You said that already..." the power inside me grows stronger as my anger rises. He cocks his eyebrow at me as if he's surprised I shouted at him.

"Im getting FED up with your attitude Cole. Im dragging you BACK to that school to apologise to Brad whether you like it or not, I heard HE will be in his last year this year which is where you should be." He states, reaching to grab my arm but I step back. The hell he is! That school was the worst fucking four years of my life and I was supposed to go through 10 years of it, 6 of HighSchool and 4 of college. I did NOT spend my childhood life in that school, get abused and run away just to go back. No fucking way.

"Over. My. Dead. Body." I growl, but with my anger comes a small earthquake that rattles the entire street we're on and my hands light a bright orange. Jay rushes to my side and grabs my hand, I calm down a bit and take a deep breath, letting the orange glow fade.

"Your mother would've been so heartbroken if she found out you broke her promise. To never hurt anyone after those kids you hurt." Ouch. Well that hurt. I think that just broke the last few pieces of my heart that were still whole. I never thought my own dad would use that against me... I feel empty. I feel numb, to the point where I can't even get angry anymore. He's right. I did break a promise, not because I hurt Brad but because I hurt Kai. My frien- no brother. A reminder of why my brother should hate me too, and why it hurts more coming from my own dad.

"Okay I think thats enough. We're taking Cole back with us. If Brad wants an apology he can come get one himself." Lloyd steps between my father and me, sensing my anger based on the cold expression that sat on my face, and crosses his arms.

"Fine. I have somewhere to be anyway." He mumbles, slinging his hat back on his head and walks off in the opposite direction to us.

I stare coldly as he walks off. This is just great. My father now thinks I'm a horrible person and I know if my mother were alive too, she would think the same. Zane puts a hand on my back and starts leading me somewhere. I presume he's leading me back to the base, so I let them all take me. I'm too numb too fight back.

As soon as I feel my suddenly heavy body walk through the base doors I come face to face with Wu again. He and Misako are in the base library which is just down the hall from the door. They look shocked to see me, probably because I ran away and they didn't think I'd return. To be honest, neither did I. As soon as I realise where I am and who I'm with I rush to my room, storming past wu and Misako and throwing the door shut behind me. I really wish these doors had locks.

I heard Jay yelling at me to wait but I can't. They don't want me here, him especially. He's the one who told me to leave, but I don't blame him, it was my fault. I shouldn't of hit Kai, that's on me. I'm no better then Brad.

My life is a fucking mess. I stomp into the bathroom and lean on the sink. I face into the bowl of the sink and my hands grip the two sides. My fluffy, black hair droops down beside my pale face and I slowly look up into the mirror. There are dark bags underneath my eyes and my face is a sickly pale beneath them. I'm such a fucking disgrace. I tried to make up for my wrong doings by being a ninja but then I went and made things worse. Like I always do. I take my hoodie off and throw it to the floor, looking back at myself in the mirror I stare at the scars on my arms. Some new, some old and some that traumatise me at every glance. I feel the anger rise again, the ground starts to shake and I curl my hands into orange glowing fists before letting out a scream, punching the mirror and smashing it to pieces, being careful not to break through the wall. The ground stops shaking and I slide my body down the bathroom wall.