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Sorry there was no update, for some reason, I couldn't log into the site...so here's a
LITTLE something I wrote on the bus(I don't know why I've never thought about doing that before, so much wasted time >.<) hopefully I'll have another update up tonight, unless I fall asleep.
Also, there's been a death today, so I might not be up to posting again today, so please try and understand.
Recap: Red flipped out on Jase at the church. Jase blamed it on Zack. Zack and Red fled the scene. They arrived at Zack's job, at Burger King. Red wants Zack to quit. Let the madness ensure...
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I stood there fuming. What the heck was wrong with this guy? He beat up Jase, molested me, and now kidnapped me and brought me to my job to…quit? Can he quit existing? Who the heck does this psycho think he is? Oh boy, he’s coming over here. “Zack, what are ya doing? Get your feet moving and get in there.”, he said with a fake smile plastered on his face. I had seen that face before. One of my very first memories was seeing that face and look in my dad’s eyes. I had spilled milk and-
“Yo Zack!”, I snapped back to the evil before me. His type wanted me to listen to him, and everything would be okay. All those years of looking off into dead space and disconnecting myself from the pain my body was experiencing. The name calling. The put-downs. The sneers whenever I accomplished something. All over again. As long as I listened, it’d be alright….right?
The hell I would.
“Listen you gay steroid freak, I don’t know who the HELL you think you are, but you’re gonna shut the hell up and drive me to my house. THEN, you’re NOT going to stalk me, leave me alone and forget I ever existed. And if you think you’re gonna go “Sure Zack, I didn’t know you felt that way”, then go Chris Brown on me, you are so effing mistaken. I scream like a little girl and someone
will hear me.” I glared into his face, expecting to hit the ground in the next few seconds.
“Is it really that serious Zack? You almost cursed there. Wouldn’t want that.”, he stood there with a calm pokerface. “WHAT THE HELL? You STUPID…“, I started, trying to think of an insult that would go over his head.
“NO! YOU SHUT THE FUCK UP!”, he suddenly roared. “I’m fucking trying to do right by you and you’re acting like a little bitch!”, he seethed. He was panting and I could tell, far from done…
Somebody pop popcorn, it’s about to go down. Sigh.
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Yes that was short and crappy, but I'll try for a better addition tonight. Thanks for the love and even more, your PATIENCE and sticking with me. It means a lot.
