2This Diary Belongs to: Styles Evangeline
Age: 16
Height: 5'5?
DOB: September 9
Bio: My name's Styles Evangeline, I just turned sixteen. I have greenish-blue eyes and dark brown hair. My wardrobe consists of clingy black shirts, tight black pants, choker necklaces, and combat boots.
Favorites
Color: Black
T.V. show: N/A
Food: Anything, but seafood
Class: English
Movie: ….can't remember
Actor/actress: All suck
Likes:
Taking long showers, the color black, stuffed animals, my friends.
Dislikes:
Seafood, the colors orange, red, blue, and yellow, people who whine, people who touch my things, my parents, people who can't or won't fend for themselves if they can help it.
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9 September
I'm excited, today was my birthday and with all the money I got from my relatives over the past week I went out and finally bought me a diary. My parents said they'd never buy me one because they're supposed to be for girls, but like I'd ever let that stop me from getting what I wanted. I was supposed to go home after school today, so as to spend it with my family, but it's not as if they really care about me. So I decided to spend it with my friends at the local mall.
When I met up with them we sat down at one of the tables at the food court to have some sodas. Evil had pulled out her bottle of Morbid Black nail polish and painted my nails. Evil is actually two years younger than me and is also my friend Lyric's younger cousin. Yeah, Lyrics Marquise and Evil Peregrine they're not on anyone's list of normal names, but than again neither is mine.
My friends and I are not and probably never will be part of the "in" crowd. The oldest in our group is Link Birdale; he's twenty-three and owns Link's Business and Copy Supply down town. His parents died when he was seventeen and had no other family so he had to learn to look out for himself. Now the reason we know Link is because Lyrics works at Link's store. Link hadn't been hiring at the time, but Lyrics really needed the job to help his mom support the family. Their dad had just ran out on them at the time and had left his wife to fend for herself and their thirteen kids. That's why Evil was now so close to her older cousin Lyrics.
Evil is actually a very nice girl, she tries to help out at her aunts as much as possible. The only reason she was named Evil was because her parents didn't want her, but couldn't afford an abortion at the time.
You know, I had found out a long time ago when I was young that my parents didn't want me. The only reason I'm alive was because my mother didn't believe in an abortion. One time (last year) when Dad was away and mom was drunk she had told me that I was an accident and that they'd only wanted Milo; even said she wished she'd gotten the abortion so that she wouldn't have to look at her failure of a child.
That's why I was with my friends today instead of them. Because I know I only want to be around people who want me.
12 September
It would have been a good day today, it really would have.
Lyrics had gotten gum in his hair and it would have been easy to get out if the dark purple gum hadn't matched his hair. Eventually we found it and iced it out so Lyrics didn't have it cut it out like most idiots do. Evi (Evil) put eyeliner on me to "accent" my eyes. She wanted me to stay over at her house because her parents took off and didn't say when they'd be back, which could be days depending on how well they did at the slots. She ended up coming over to my house, but that wasn't what ruined my day.
When I had gotten home Mom and Dad had some friends over, as well as five empty bottles of wine. At first we'd went upstairs and watched some TV and talked for a couple of hours. But then Evi got hungry so we went downstairs into the kitchen. Everything was fine until my mother called me into the living room. She had half a glass of some dark crimson wine in her right hand and Dad had a beer.
Mom introduced me as her "other son" she'd forgot to mention. The man sitting across from my father asked what I considered to be one of his most coherent questions of the evening. 'I thought only fags dressed like that?' my dad's response to that was 'Hell if that were the case I would have beat him straight by now!' my mothers friend laughed and Mom just downed the rest of her drink and mumbled 'I highly doubt he wouldn't want to disappoint me further.' Dad said I'd end up running an auto shop while my brother went off to play major league baseball. Even said he was happy that he had at least one son to be proud of.
I had stormed off to my room; Evi came up a few minutes later and we talked some more. I had to turn up the music I'd put on to drown out the laugher of my parents from downstairs. I knew full well that my parents were never going to accept me, I guess I'm just happy they never found out I like guys.
13 September
Me, Evi, and Lyrics spent some time at the arcade today. Later on we went to Lyrics house and we watched his brothers and sisters while his mom went out to buy some groceries. Even if she's running errands at least she's by herself. I feel bad for her, having to watch this many kids all day, never really getting time to herself.
When she finally came back we took off to Link's because it was gonna be Lyrics shift soon. We just sat around and ate some food one of the other workers bought. Link hung out with us the whole time so we really didn't do much work. Most of the time we just B.S. and stock the shelves.
20 September
Sorry I haven't written much in you, but I think the reason I'm about to give more than makes up for it. I met someone. His name is Calvin. I had been with Evi at the local Hot Topics in the mall looking at belts when he walked over to us and asked if I intentionally wore my shirts that tight so that people would tell me I'm hot. Sadly I'd been at a loss for words after hearing that and Evi had been the one to carry on a conversation with him afterwards.
Evi gave him my name, address, and phone number so that when I returned from to trip to "La La Land" he'd know where to find me.
I felt like such an idiot at first, but Calvin told me that he found it to be cute. He said he'd never seen anybody take a complement like that before. We talked on the phone for hours into the night at least three to four days, before he came knocking on my door Friday night. We went bowling, ate at McDonalds because I love their fries, and watched a movie at his house. When he took me home everyone had already long been in bed. I had just been about to go inside when he pulled me back and softly kissed me on the lips. He said he didn't want to rush anything, but hat he couldn't get me out of his head since the day he saw me.
Late Saturday night we both kicked it with my friends at the park. Lyrics said he didn't trust the guy; I dint get mad at him because Lyrics is usually a really good judge of character. The only person who liked him was Evi and for me that was enough to suffice.
On Sunday we didn't get to see each other because Calvin had to go to church. So I spent the entire day helping Evi braid her long bleached white hair into what seemed like a zillion braids. My hand locked twice during that all day braiding session. Her parents came back that day richer than they left, drunk, and happy. They ordered us an extra large pepperoni pizza and then later passed out. Evi thanked me for spending the day with her, I told her it was nothing because she was family to me. She hugged me and after that I went home.
21 September
Somehow it got out that Jonathan McCain was gay. It spread like wild fire and by lunch everyone knew. His "best friend" Lucas Dwindle told McKayla Hanson and she told the entire cheerleading squad who told their jock boyfriends and all comprehensible hell broke lose after that. The only reason I know is because I watched him get his ass kicked during PE. I wanted to help him, I really did, but I was afraid that I'd get the shit beat out of me too. For once in my life I was glad that I never really got close to anyone. I was glad only Link, Lyrics, and Evi knew so much about me. I was glad it wasn't me on the floor bleeding like that, with tears streaming down my face as each blow brought me closer to unconsciousness. I was glad it was him…..and not me.
22 September
Lyrics called me a cowered for not helping Jonathan, but all I did was shrug my shoulder. We had been at Link's store since school got out and had run out of things to talk about. I had been coloring my hair with a permanent marker when a young girl came in asking Lyrics for a fake ID. It happened often; sometimes I think that Link chose this spot solely for that purpose. The store was located near a school. It was a place or the very rich or the very smart. A lot of teens illegally drank with the help of those employed here at Links. I had to look after the register while Lyrics "help" the girl with her problem.
If anybody found out that these sort of things were made here everyone would end up going to jail. Especially Link, but I guess that he felt he didn't have much to lose.
23 September
I just bombed my Bio test today, there will be shit to catch when my parents find out.
On another note, my brother Milo's been coming home late a lot recently. My parents are worried about him. They think they've been neglecting him too much lately. So they all went out to eat and later went to the movies. It's not like I care that they went without me. I just spent my time talking dirty to Calvin on the phone the entire time.
25 September
Holy shit who knew that masturbation felt so much better when it wasn't you working yourself! Calvin did a lot of things to me with those hands of his. He even gave me a blow job. I never thought I'd ever get a chance to say something like that. I got a blow job, I got a blow job! Ok I'll stop. But Holy Hell was it great, shit, no, amazing. One second he was pumping my flesh the next, he had his mouth firmly wrapped around the head of my penis! I'd go on but I'd rather relive it in my dreams.
27 September
Calvin and his family went to go visit some relative the next town over. So me and Evi got smashed the other day ago. I felt like Hell warmed over and Satan died in my mouth, but other than that everythings good.
28 September
My parents are arguing right now. I can hear them yelling and not too long ago I heard some glass shatter. I assume Mom threw one of the vases at Dad again. Mom's accusing Dad of having an affair, but in all honesty, it's mom who's cheating on dad. I don't understand why Dad fights to keep her. I mean honestly how many times does Mom have to scream the other guys name out in bed while they're fucking? I just heard another glass break, maybe it's the ugly glass coffee pot this time.
29 September
I stepped on glass this morning so I ended up not going to school. Somehow I managed to hop into the guest bathroom and cleaned all the blood off. Well to be honest for a while I just watched the blood drip slowly down to the heel of my foot. Eventually I cleaned up the living room. At about noon Evi showed up and accused me of faking sick, but she stopped promptly after I showed her my foot. Mom called at about three o'clock and told me that my Uncle Scott was going to be staying with us. Evi helped me clean up the guest rooms upstairs. Uncle Scott is my mother's oldest brother and he has one son names Tori. I don't care for Tori much.
Once when we were young he French kissed me. We had been playing house and he said I could be the wife. At the time it never occurred to me that what we were doing was wrong. Also, we use to play doctor a lot and he'd make me get naked behind the gray shed in our backyard. He use to make me suck on his index finger and would make me bend over while he stuck it inside me. I know we were just kids then, but I honestly don't feel comfortable around him now.
Calvin stopped by today also. Evi left as soon as he got here and then we made out until my dad got home. Ok so we didn't just make out, but there are some things I'll keep to myself.
30 September
Tori spent almost the entire day around me and my friends. He told me I'd grown since he'd last seen me. One of the first things he did was wrap his fishnet covered arms around me. Tori had also changed since I'd last seen him. I nearly had a heart attack when I saw him. His hair was dyed jet black with deep red tips, he wore purple contacts, black eyeliner, black nail polish, chains, tattoos, piercing, and wore lots of black clothes. God did he look different!
Before, he use to wear polo shirts, white sneakers, and regular jeans. Evi thought he was hot. Lyrics got a kick out of Tori's shoe laces. "I use to be a soda bottle." was etched across both laces in a fine point black marker. Link was busy with work so he couldn't hang out with us that afternoon.
We ran into Calvin at Samgoody's and I was about ready to strangle Tori when he tried hitting on him. But all I did was grab him by the wrist, pulled him into the rock section, and told him not to try anything on my "friends".
When he got home he still practically clung to me. The bastards asleep on my bed now and won't get up. So I guess I'll be sleeping on the floor.
2 October
The first thing I felt this morning was my cousins hard on pressing into my backside. I was pissed! Sometime between when I went to sleep and now he'd slithered into my bed and coiled himself around me. I jumped out of bed and socked him square in the face. I got in trouble and my mom wouldn't let me talk to or see any of my friends. I ended up spending my time with Uncle Scott downstairs watching TV. It sucked.
3 October
I met some kids today who go to one of the other public high schools in town. They were decked out in chains and wore safety pin in their ears. They invited me to a party, but sadly Calvin can't make it. Incidentally Tori found out while I was talking to Lyrics about it and invited himself.
4 October
The party was ok. When we first showed up at the front door all you could hear was the loud music and cigarette smoke was the first thing to greet us. I was never one to smoke, but Tori seemed right at home with it all.
I had decided drinking here probably wouldn't be the smartest thing to do. So I spent most of the night watching my cousin. I saw some guy stick a needle into the soft flesh of his arm and watched some girl throw up into a fern.
I guess the thing that disturbed me the most was watching my cousin give some drunk guy on the couch head while he stole his wallet. I left to go use the bathroom and accidentally walked in on Lyrics getting it on with some blonde chick and some guy with pink hair and purple spots. To be honest I was mortified and quickly closed the door.
We got home at about four something in the morning. By that time I really didn't care that Tori had taken off everything but his boxers and crawled into bed with me. I was honestly too damn tired to really give a shit.
5 October
I went over to Calvin's today after school. His parents were working late out of town. So we decided that we'd stay cooped up in his room with the music cranked so high we couldn't hear ourselves breathe. The second the door was closed and securely locked I pulled off his shirt and kissed his neck, collar bone, chest. We didn't even get to the bed; we were lying down on top of a blanket on the floor. I licked at h is chest with my warm wet tongue gently sucking at his pert nipples. I could feel his chest vibrant in which I assumed he was meaning because like I sad, we couldn't hear each other.
Afterwards, as we lay in each others sweat dampened arms listening to more quiet songs, we talked. Calvin talked about being together and not having to hide it. He'd talked about taking all the money we'd saved and leaving together. It sounded so good. I liked hearing it. And so we decided that we'd do it. We'd take off together, like two secret loves in the night, with love as our guide. It was so romantic!
7 October
I was sitting in the living room when Milo came home. Dad wanted to talk to him and Milo just brushed him off and went upstairs. Dad followed immediately after. I had went into the kitchen and made myself something to eat and waited for the yelling to subside. About thirty minutes later Dad came storming down the stairs and got into his car and drove off.
Milo must not have told Dad what was going on. After I finished my food I went upstairs to my room and had found Milo digging through my drawer. I had yelled at him asking what the hell he was doing going through my things. Needless to say when he had asked me if I had any condoms I about died.
He told me he might have gotten a girl pregnant; and if he hadn't he wasn't going to take any chances.
8 October
I went to the bank and took out all the money I had in my savings and all the change I could find around the house. Calvin did the same and we talked about where we were going to go. Not many places for sixteen year old boys to go, but we'd find a place.
9 October
I asked Evi to stay the night. When she saw the bag I had packed she asked what was going on. Out of everyone I've ever known, Evil is the one I could never lie to. She told me I was being stupid. That I was doing something stupid, beyond irrational. I'd waited till my parents had drank till they'd past out like they always did on most Fridays. I grabbed my bag and had headed downstairs, Evi quickly following me down. When I tried to open the kitchen door she slammed it shut and stood in front of it.
I told her everything was going to be ok for once. I had hugged her tightly against me and she clutched even tighter to me. I kissed her on the top of her head and pulled slightly back cupping her face in my hands. I brushed away tears from her pale face and smiled. Then I'd grabbed an envelope from my back pocket and handed it to her; telling her to give it to my parents when they woke up. After that I gently nudged her aside and opened the door. She seemed stunned, but when I'd taken a few steps away from the kitchen door she'd called out my name.
While clutching the envelope I'd given her she said something along the words of, 'you're making a mistake Styles, you can still be together without having to run away!' I'd told her, I can't, being with them was bad enough. After that I kept walking. I could her from behind me, calling out. 'Don't go Styles, Don't go…' her voice died out like a whisper in the wind. When I'd turned my head I could barely make out her form. She was crouched on the tiled kitchen floor, crying in the dark by herself.
Me and Calvin met up at the train station downtown. We're currently on a train out of town.
11 October
We managed to find a place that would rent us a small boarding room on ground floor. The place was old with strange yellow coffee like stains on the ceiling that made me worry. The room had a weird stagnant smell to it and I found mold on the walls and small mushrooms growing in the corner of the only closet. We were told it was best not to come out of the rooms at night. The window had steal bars on the outside. A creepy old woman in a blue nightgown told us they were recently put there because someone broke into one of the rooms and murdered a group of guys. She said it was probably gang related and we shouldn't worry. Needless to say I couldn't sleep.
12 October
We went searching for jobs today, but no one would hire us. We spent sometime at the park with a trash bag collecting cans and bottles. Calvin had a problem with sticking his hand down a garbage can. I mean I could understand his sentiments about trash digging, and had explained to him that if we didn't we wouldn't have any money at all. He threw a fit and took off. I felt so embarrassed because people had heard us arguing.
When I'd gotten back to the room Calvin was sitting on the mattress staring at the TV that a neighbor had lent to us. It was really small and only got four channels. He asked how much I'd managed to get, I told him fifty. I felt bad because I had lied to him. He complained about food and wanted a twenty to buy a pizza. We ended up arguing and he hasn't spoken to me in hours. I just didn't want him spending all our money, that's all.
13 October
Calvin is starting to grate my nerves. Every time I suggest we go fishing for recyclables he disappears, leaving me to do all the work, but when I get back he's always asking for money. It pisses me off! Then he thinks that if he can lay me he can get his way. He's pulled that that on me three times already! And if I don't give him some money he seriously cuts me off and doesn't talk to me. I'm going to have a breakdown very soon.
13 October 6:45pm
Calvin found me crying in the bathroom when he came home. I'd tucked myself between the tub and toilet and cried. I'm not sure why. I think Calvin realized that making me do everything was finally getting to me.
14 October
Last night Calvin took me into his arms and held me till morning. When we woke up he made love to me. It was warm and, I wanna say delicate, but that just sounds strange. But it's also the only way I can think to describe it. Usually when we make love its quick, not, lust driven. This was more slow, and …..giving. I'm not sure why, but I feel confused.
25 October
I almost got caught stealing from a store today. Lucky for me I know the back alleys well enough to lose them. I know I haven't written much recently, but life seems to have suddenly lifted up from me and taken off faster then I've ever remembered it doing before. It seems like just yesterday I was with my friends at Link's laughing and having fun.
Calvin got a job that pays him 'under the table'. It feels strange saying it. I don't know what he does with the money, he said he was saving it, but something in the pit of my stomach tells me other wise. I know it's wrong to assume the worst of him like that and I should probably apologize to him, but I can't help it.
28 October
The neighbor who'd lent us the TV died last night. He got shot just out front of the boarding house. Nobody knows, but I saw it happen. A group of guys tried mugging him and when he fought back one of the guys pulled out a gun. He said something I couldn't quite make out then he started to run. He got as far as the dingy broken tile floor out front. The worst part of it all was we'd locked eyes when the bullet went into his back.
It rained that night, washing away the blood as the guys took his money, shoes, and gold pocket watch which he'd told me once belonged to his great grandfather.
Calvin had stayed at a co workers house because it had gotten too late. I'm glad he did because I don't think I'd be able to stay quiet if it had been Calvin.
31 October
Me and Calvin went candy snatching tonight. We're at a park right now because we're too afraid to go back to the apartment this late. Even with the cops around it's not safe. Calvin fell asleep and so I've been trading all my small cheap candies for his good ones. We'll probably sleep here tonight, hiding out in one of the long plastic tunnel slides. I've always wanted to do that!
In about fifteen minutes some cops will come by and tell me to get Calvin home. I'll nod my head and say yes and wait for them to leave before waking him up.
5 November
Calvin took us out to eat tonight. And it wasn't just some fast food place either it was a nice place that served steak. Afterwards we went to a movie, a romantic one at that. Later we went to a small coffee shop and watched traffic fly by like shooting stars. It was the most romantic date we've ever been on.
When we got inside our room I had pinned him against the door. I'm not sure why, but I felt this overwhelming need to make out with him. I blame it on the coffee really, not that caffeine makes me horny. He let me be on top; which is a rarity with Calvin. To be honest though, I enjoy being on bottom more. Although I wasn't about to complain. Calvin was so loud I thought that someone would come banging on the door to get us to be quiet. But Lucky for us no on e did.
I know we should have just stayed home instead of just splurging like that, but it felt so good having some sort of luxury again. Tomorrow we'll start tightening our belts again. God I never thought I'd be saying that ever!
7 November
He left. We had a huge fight. He said he couldn't take having to suddenly fend for himself. That we weren't ready to live like this. He said that we should just go back home. I yelled at him, said something along the lines of 'You're a fucking cowered! You're too afraid to look after yourself. All you want is to be taken care of and be handed things.' he yelled back saying 'and what the hell is wrong with that?!"
I socked him across the face. Hard. He looked like he'd wanted to cry, but wouldn't let himself. Afterwards I went into the bathroom for a long shower. From behind the door I'd hear him say that if he repented now he'd probably make it to heaven and that he'd pray for my soul. He'd pray for my soul?! Well fuck him! I hope he rots in hell for doing this to me. Sure his parents would accept him with open arms, but there was no way I'd be able to go back home now. I spent an entire hour curled up on the bottom of the tub, I'd cried while I was in there and I'm sure he'd heard me. When I finally got out, he was gone, and so was all our money. He'd run back to his family leaving me with nothing. The funny thing is I feel strangely detached from it all.
10 November
I held an unwavering sense of false security which honestly I'd let lull me into bitterness. It hadn't even occurred to me until the other day that all I cared for in life was now lost. This one person that I cared for is gone.
I wanted to blame myself for it, but couldn't. I wanted to scream out to the world, pull my hair out by the roots and bleed myself to death. But calmly I had laid myself down on top of my bed, whish was only just a mattress placed on the floor in the corner of the room.
17 November
They kicked me out of the boarding house. And with no money I haven't had a semi decent meal in days.
It started raining today. I thought it was strange weather for November really. I slept at the park, in the plastic tunnel slide. I'd probably be happier if I had a home to go to at the end of the day.
18 November
For the first time in my life I ate from a garbage can. Well I don't know if you can count taking a few bites out of something then throwing up eating, but still. I feel pathetic. I really want to go home, it's just I know my parents wouldn't want me back. My dad would beat me, my mom would drink more and take off, and my brother would be calling me a fag and not want me to go anywhere near him.
Lyrics already had too many people in his house so I don't want to impose. Evi's parents didn't even want her so why would they want me, and Link just by himself was kinda creepy. He had a bad habit of forgetting that normal people engage in conversation.
I can't go back; I'm worth more shit than anyone should have to deal with.
19 November
It's about God knows how late, all I know it that the moon is hanging high tonight. Now lets guess what that means…It's time to go change diving! Yeah I'm a little drunk. I just mugged a bum not too long ago. heh I mugged a bum that's just too funny. Don't tell god he (the rest of this paragraph is illegible.)
How stupid can people be? Throwing change into a fountain thinking that their wishes will come true. In a way I feel bad because I'm stealing their hopes and dreams, but I'm sure they won't mind. Because tomorrow I'm going to have a good meal.
20 November
Smug jackass mother-fuckers all of them.
The looks they gave me. It's not my fault it's not! I had money, just because I wasn't dressed as nice as they were and haven't bathed in a while, doesn't give them the right to act like they're better then me! It doesn't. It just doesn't!
None of that changed the fact that I had the money.
22 November
I went to a laundry mat and washed all the clothes I had, in one load. A woman who looked to be in her thirties talked to me while I waited for my stuff to get clean. She said she had a son about my age and knew he was bi and also knew he was worried to death about telling her. I'd asked how she even knew. Her answer was 'a good mother just knows' I wished my mother could be like her.
She'd asked why I was by myself. And of course I told her. I guess it just one of those times when you need an outlet. What threw me for a turn was that she hugged me. I knew I wasn't the freshest flower in the bouquet, but she still hugged me anyways. I had started to cry and she just let me. It's been so long since I last felt my age.
She took me out to eat and even though I still wasn't at my best no one would say anything. After lunch she had to go home and had offered to house me for a while. I'd told I was probably going to finally go home. I think she knew I was lying. She told me that she hoped things turned out alright for me.
23 November
I did something truly pathetic today. I called home, I didn't say anything. I just listened to my dad's voice on the other line. Of course he eventually yelled "who ever the fuck you are you bastard stop fucking calling!"
Ah the memories of home just come flooding back so easily. And suddenly I wonder why I'm so fond of that place.
24 November
Happy fucking Thanksgiving
27 November
I had the strangest dream last night.
I was in front of a large building and delicate rays of sunlight were streaming through. There were a lot of people everywhere. Something was going on, but I have no idea what. I had gone into a room and it was covered in red velvet curtains. Quickly I walked over to a tall brown polished wooden drawer and pulled out two silver bracelets, which I thought were tacky, and just as quickly took of to hide the bracelets. All I knew was that I needed them for something.
The next moment I was at some parking lot/hotel of some sort. There was the hotel in front of me and a greenish-blue diner at my back. I had somehow ended up in front of an old green car. A guy had gotten in the back seat, then it was Link sitting in the back seat with his puffed out green and orange jacket, smoking. He said something about driving somewhere, which I said. "I don't even have my licenses."
Suddenly I was outside the diner next to some guy with soft black hair just a little tall with hazel colored eyes. My mom and some girl were saying something and for reason it was important for me and this guy about my age to talk. It had something to do with remembering. We were both sitting in the front seat of a car in front of the hotel which was so bright compared to the suddenly gray sky. The car had started to move upwards, like it was driving towards the top of the hotel. I was looking directly at the guy. We had hugged each other for a few seconds then when we pulled back he was my boyfriend. (or rather ex)
I think that in the dream, we were in another life, and we had the same souls or something. I'm not sure what it was supposed to mean or anything, but either way it was strange.
1 December
It's pouring down rain and I'm sitting next to a guy named Salute Maryet who's hair reminds me of a bright purple bruise. He's actually asleep right now, but earlier he told me a lot about himself. He said it was probably because he feels so lonely. I'm not sure how old he is, but he looks as old as Lyrics does.
Salute said that he'd also ran away from home. He talked about how his mother would rape him when she drank, and how his father would sometimes beat him black and blue for no reason what so ever because it made him feel better. He said 'all you need in life is a good reason to do something stupid.' I'd asked him what he'd meant by that and he just looked at me for a moment and smiled. That small gesture of happiness made him seem much younger than the look in his eyes.
After that he smoked a joint, which I declined and then he fell asleep right next to me. Before that, he also talked about how he'd managed to stay alive thus far. I knew I could never have done the things that he did to stay a live. I had too much pride to let myself be taken by strangers.
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A/N: well that's it for the first chapter. At first I had planned to only post this one month at a time, but then I changed my mind and decided at three months at a time. Tell me any thoughts any of you have on this. If you found any mistakes (Kindly point it out!) Thankies!