Ace's pov
***Two years ago***
The ringing in my ears grew louder dark circles formed in my vision. She approached me with a water I didn't take it.
"Ace"
Looking up I stared at my father's figure, but it wasn't him. The bloody wound from the shot he inflicted upon himself was visible my heart sank.
"Ace."
Standing beside him was my uncle the exact replica of my father a gunshot wound to his head.
"Come."
Shaking my head I shook when a hand touched my shoulder.
"Nuh touch me bredda." I said out of fear.
Looking at both figures I trembled a tear slipped from my eye. Help.
A loud bang came and I was back. Back in my reality. Hell, the thing I call life.
She smiled I didn't.
"Are you okay?" She asked.
Spreading my legs I nodded sniffling. Standing up I fixed my pants before I left her office.
This was my third visit of the week and I hoped it was my last.
Walking back to my classroom I stood at the door.
"A'zaire."
Turning around to see whose voice that was I mentally hissed.
"Are you okay now?"
Nodding my head I shifted my weight from leg to the next. Can't she leave now.
As she was about to say something else my teacher came at the door.
"Are you okay now Mr. Johnson?"
Nodding my head she stepped aside allowing my entry. All my classmates were looking at me.
Them man yah love man ino. Pulling back my desk I sat down my head resting on the desk my legs bouncing uncontrollably.
"As him come inna the class him gone sleep. Bout sick...boy just play mind games pan them fi nuh do no work."
"Yeah bro and them just a fall fi it."
"Boy Ace a battyman. Bout Ace wasteman dat—tracks alone deh save him place over here."
Hissing my teeth my legs bounced faster. My ears rang again.
Badman I hate this shit.
"Yuh zimi. Can guh suck him whore out mada."
Unzipping my bag I pulled the blade out. Sharp enough to slice the skin like butter.
I smirked.
"A wah him go do? Boy guh a juvi and feel him bad...rich, pretty boy nuh know how jail feel."
Running my finger over the blade it sliced my skin a small drop of blood rose above.
"Feel him daddy's money go can save him when we wull him."
My hand gripped the blade my leg bounced harder my body shook. Fuck.
"Ace."
"Ace."
