LAMPLIGHT

I’m dressed in pure richness. My blazer hung over my shoulder, bled out the fine dried oils I so preferred. My silky red tie and my fine Cotton polo shirt. My black hairless and strand-less trousers. My favourite pair of blood-drenched boxers, dried now.

I walked past the brother, hair a mess from the scrub I gave him. He was still in pure joy, it had reminded me of pure agony but they both made different noises and body movements. Agony was satisfying but joy was the mimic of a tap water's stupid hum. “I’m going to school today, don’t eat all the food or I’ll fold your body into the fridge,” I said that last part quietly but he must have heard it.

“Bring more food them, like what,” the brother said. For an eleven-year-old, he’s a pretty big fucking shit. I could do without this absolute ass stain.

“Go eat that old woman from in my closet,” I spat at him, his face creased with a sarcastic, annoying, stupid smile.

“You have something wrong with you, shit head,” I spat again and slipped out the door. He was a fat elephant-sized kid, I wouldn’t hate skinning him off his fatty fat.

The pigs loud footsteps could be heard running to the door, needing to win this argument. “Finn you,” I was gone from the front of the house down the alley, far away. “Loser—“

Chapter 3, part 2.

In class, I tend to portray a high school norm. Two losers, one popular and one norm, is the group I obtained.

My eyes were the colour of a yellow light, fixed on the outskirts of the sky. I looked totally consumed by the beautiful sky, a lust for the sky. However, I was playing a scenario, me on top of that shitty maths teacher. Hand locked around her neck, stretched an inhuman thin before popped off. That pop was pure and violent agony to my ears. Such a refresher.

“Hey.”

My eyes zapped to a girl named Zofe, out of my dreaming a bit dizzy.

“Uhh, yeah?”

“Finn, right?” She had obviously been here for romantic reasons, the dramatic my name and an attempt for me to confirm it.

“No, im Timmy standoff.”

“Oh, right,” I know she knew I was lying. The human mind can’t handle pointing out a lie at such an emotional level. Love is capable of taking the weak, that’s why I still stand.

“Get lost, Jesus you’re so fucking awkward.” She scurried off, and down she went into her seat. Far in the corner. Far.

The class was still very much ripe with only me, Zofe, and Dodened.

“Yo, yo look who’s in the HOUwwwSsE,” here is Glaton, that popular friend kid. He was the loud one and my most valuable asset. Behind followed the two weirdos. leander and steve. They are more of a blender, smoothening out the rough parts. One calls himself the empathetic demon and the other calls himself the pathetic demon…

“Yo, yo. Gaten the dome,” I sprang from my seat as if happy. Hand slapped into his dab. “Yo, yo. Finn, you won’t believe what I did at the party.”

“Sit down, TELL M—“Why was steve the pathetic fucker, taking to Zofe? “sTEVE. steve, over here.” My heart had pounded into my chest, and I felt the blood under my skin boil and push harder through my body.

He had this ugly smile that reminded me of the brother I was stuck with, as he walked up to me. I looked at him dead in the eyes for a moment, “We’re all taking, sit down. Stop talking to my—to that girl.”

“Uhh, yeah dude. It’s just that we were having fun at that party yesterday. We talked for hours and I even made her laugh at the start. The rest she must have been tired because she moved around a lot and stopped smiling. I was tired too but I was smart and saved my energy. It was so funny because.”

“Okay just. just. Sit down,” my eyes landed on Zofe. She had stared directly into my face with a weird look of accomplishment and joy. I dismissed it and took to my seat.

I sighed and relaxed into my seat.

“Dude, are you like inlove?”

I chewed on my cheek as the guy whom I most value is becoming a massive pain in the ass. “Listen fucking shit heads, I just fucking know her. Jesus Christ,” I slammed my hand into the desk then ran my hand through my hair. My tongue pressed into my sharp canine, my eyes wandered above their heads, where I wished to squish each one with a heavy fifty-ton anvil.

Drink their blood and drench my boxers in their blood.

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