𝐈 𝐒𝐀𝐓 𝐎𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐑.
the carpet was warm underneath me.
i'd woken up sick this morning, but still had to go babysit adam.
instead of dressing up like i always did, i settled on a matching pair of red pajamas.
to top things off, i was sleep deprived and hungry.
everything combined made me so, so frustrated at every little problem.
i was so close to screaming at the coffee worker this morning when he fucked up my order.
not because he was an employee, but because he was a living human being in my area at the time.
but i didn't.
he was probably having a hard day.
i hate being rude to employees.
maybe i should try to do that when i see adam.
thankfully, adams annoying ass decided to bless me and stay locked up in his room.
usually i could spend the long, torturous day making fun of him, and then finally be able to go home.
but today, i was too tired to deal with him.
if he came downstairs, i was probably gonna vomit. hopefully on him.
i took a sip of my coffee, enjoying the silence while i texted my friends.
as usual, my peace had to interrupted by adam.
he bolted down the stairs, searching for something.
i rolled my eyes, ignoring him and his loud clanging through drawers.
adam eventually gave up.
he just took a seat on the stool near the counter, a few feet away from me.
unusually, i didn't make any comments.
i loved to insult adam at any chance i got.
i just didn't have it in me today.
i was so mad at him.
all the other days, all the other times i hung out with him, i could control myself.
our conversations were half normal, despite the fact we were arguing every two seconds.
we could never stop arguing.
adam always had a new stupid comment, a new stupid insult, or a new stupid critiscm.
one day he didn't like how my hair looked.
the next day thought my handwriting was bad.
it was just constant problems and comments that annoyed me.
but even though we fought, i'd still talk to him the next day.
but not anymore.
i didn't want to talk to him.
he made me sick to my stomach. i wanted to punch him right in the teeth.
looking at him made me wanna poke my eye balls out.
my bad mood worsened.
whenever i got mad at adam, he'd smile.
he didn't take me seriously. it was just a smile, but still, it made me so angry.
giving him the satisfaction of knowing he made me angry, annoyed the shit out of me.
he made me want to transport into a different reality.
to explode and cease to exist.
to become one with the stars and leave it all behind.
life was bland.
and adam made it worse.
he'd become such an asshole, and only to me.
he'd tried to be kind to me and i hadn't accepted it.
he saved me from being bullied and in return, i bulled him.
of course he was gonna become an asshole to me.
but still, it annoyed me.
he was a nice boy. he'd never done anything wrong, only spread kindness and had tried to help me.
and maybe that made me mad.
maybe it made me mad because adam hated me because he knew i wouldn't change.
that i'd gone from being bullied to being the bully and it filled me with shame.
but maybe he shouldn't have started that account.
maybe i would've been kinder to him and learned my lesson, or some bullshit about being the bigger person.
but now i didn't care, because adam posted a rumor about me every day to some account with thousands of followers.
he deserved the bullying.
if it was even bullying.
because for some stupid reason, i could never manage to bully adam like ray did.
i'd always find myself laughing at adams joke when i was supposed to hate him.
another rule of revenge; take away whatever it is they hold precious to them.
surprisingly, there was something that adam actually gave a fuck about.
some weird video game he played every single day.
i didn't know what it was, or what the purpose of it is.
all i knew is that adam loved it.
so, i hid it.
i'd considered throwing it away, but that would be too easy to find.
the game was shoved in between some books, because adam can't read.
that would be the last place he looked.
actually, that was probably what he was searching for.
"what's wrong with you today?" adam questioned.
"nothing." i said, sniffling.
"are you crying?"
"no, i'm sick."
"is that why you're dressed homeless today?"
"why are you so loud? it's making my head hurt."
"oh, sorry."
adam pulled out a weird metallic tube, and pressed a button.
what must've been the loudest fucking noise i've ever heard in my whole life, burst out of it.
"ow!" i said, clutching onto my ears.
i grabbed the remote, throwing it at his head.
"have you seen my game?" adam said, dodging the remote.
"i hid it." i shrugged, applying a layer of lipgloss.
"god, you're an asshole. do you just try to get on my nerves every day?"
"yup!"
my phone dinged.
i ignored my friends texts, going straight for the stupid instagram account.
of course, a new rumor seemed to be posted whenever adam and i were arguing.
i wonder why.
'she's dated half the school. someone needs to stop her.'
i've dated nobody in this nasty ass school.
everybody here is ugly. do not ever accuse me of such a thing.
adam searched around the house.
after a few minutes and a few shouting arguments, adam finally located the game.
"i found it! and all it took was you calling me useless and shattering my self confidence!" adam held up the game.
"finally." i rolled my eyes.
"i really fucking hate you."
"aw, man."
he stormed up the stairs, taking his game with him.
jesus.
what's wrong with him today?
hey
do u know where
the remote is 🤗🤗
read by adam !
ofc u have
read receipts on
read by adam !
can u answer me
no i'm mad at u
why 😢
BRO
U STOLE AND HID
WHAT MY DEAD FATHER
GAVE ME?
holy shit
i'm sorry
not delivered !
i didn't know
my bad
it is ur fucking bad
and idk why u text me
and treat me like i'm ur friend
it's some weird sort of
fucking sick joke to u
u literally hate me
and i hate u
idk why u expect me to be friends w u
and u get mad when i'm not
nice to u
u literally laugh at my jokes all the time
i've been nothing but nice to u
and u treat me like shit
ok adam
u were nice to me ONE TIME
yeah and then u bullied the
shit out of me for no reason
bc ur ego is fragile
and u can't accept the fact that
not everyone is gonna fucking like u
get over urself
u were getting bullied bc u
were weird and annoying
u changed urself to
become someone ur not
and now ur bullying me?
ur a fucking hypocrite
read by cherry !
don't fucking ignore me
it's gets on my nerves sm
that u get to act like ur better than me
and like i've ever done anything to u
y r u acting so innocent..
i don't shove u into lockers on a daily
fuckinf basis
i'm just mean to u
so why do u hate me? bc i've
never done anything to u
yes u have
u literally j refuse to admit it
what have i done to u?
read by cherry !