"What the fuck is your problem?"
From Create Your Own Story
"Are you really going to kill them?" she asks while looking at her feet. Your mother's words fill your head. You angrily block them out, as you have done so many times before when you fantasized about the pain you would bring to them all. Every laugh would become a scream, every mocking joke at your expense would become a plea for mercy, but the words always flood back in. Why should you listen to her? She shit you out into this filthy world and, for that, you should go against her words out of spite if nothing else. Still, her voice fills your mind all the stronger. While you loss yourself in thought, Jane turns to you with a wide vacant stare to repeat her question. "Are you really going to kill them?"
"Shut up, maggot," you reply with clear annoyance. Why should you have to answer her question? Why should you have to admit that you can't do it because the disembodied voice of your bitch mother stops you at every turn?
"Maggot?" She says as if tasting the word. She looks away and continues to mouth the word silently, playing with different stresses. It doesn't matter to you as long as it keeps her quiet. The bus pulls up to the school and you get up to leave with the rest of the mindless cogs when a hand grabs the sleeve of your hoodie. you look down at Jane. "Meet the maggot behind the school after classes." you rip you arm away from her and leave.
It seems that the crazy girl is looking to hook up. Still, there's that whole instability thing that can really put a guy off.
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| Status Bar | ||
| Health | 100 | Equipment:
iPod, backpack with lunch |
| Status | {{{Status}}} | |
| Gender | Male | |
| Social Group | Loner | |
| Boyfriend/Girlfriend | ||
