Life of Hellfire (Character: Brent Livingstone)A Chapter by Terrance M. A. StantonBrent imagines how the first day of school will be for him. He's only imagining the worse.Chapter I: Life of Hellfire Brent Livingstone I hate my life in this fucked up world. On top of that, school starts tomorrow. Reckon I have to call an end to this summer, if I can even call it summer. Summer’s supposed to be fun, warm-hearted, and welcoming, but all I can think of is being chastised by Pap and Parker. I didn’t go anywhere special unless you consider walking down the street a trip. I almost slept with a s**t and now she wants to ruin my life for not doing so. After she tells it, all of them, Jeffrey, Krystal, Tommy, Peter, Parker, and Lisa, are going to laugh at me. Rebecca is so beautiful but her in general and her reputation kept me away. Maybe if I did f**k her I wouldn’t be feeling the way I am now. You know how high school kids are nowadays, fifteen and sixteen year-olds screwing in the back of pick-ups. Me though, I’m just not one of them. Do I want to have sex? At times I have the urge but honestly I can wait. This world is so cruel to me when I hardly do anything at all. What am I talking about? I treat other people horribly all the time. I guess I feel that’s the only way to get all my feelings of loneliness and pain out. I know it’s not right but by now it’s what people expect from me. Douchebag Brent picking on innocent little pupils of God; give me a f*****g break. As if the people I antagonize are actually as innocent as they perceive to be. Maybe they are but who gives a f**k? Life isn’t fair and the people in it are worse than life itself. It’s so hard not to think about that night with Rebecca. A butch, star football player like me would be expected to f**k the school s**t. Damn it, why am I allowing this to linger? I should just get over it. The more I think of it the more it’s going to drive me crazy. Stupid Rebecca ruining things! She just has to take things and mess them up; my life for example. I know she’s going to tell them and I’m going to be there preparing to kill myself. "Sup f*g-nugget?" "Hey Parker", he's my brother. "I know it’s been a while but how did it go with Rea, you didn’t tell me? Was it nice? Tell me everything,” here he is hyping himself up before I can even say a word. "Uh well" "What do you mean well? Get to the details. I almost hit that but you; I’d never think she’d go for you. How could you smash that before me? Anyway, what happened?" Parker pushing a bit far on this "Dude calm the f**k down; I'll tell you," I said this time wanting him to really shut up. "Watch your damn mouth, and Park, get your pansy a*s in there and do the dishes," Pap yelled bursting through my room door. "It’s Brent’s turn" "Say another damn word.” Pap’s is so threatening, which is what you would expect from a drunkard. The only thing I care about is that he got Parker off the subject of Rea, Rebecca. "You ‘Mr. Star Player,’ clean this damn room" "Okay Pap,” I said as he left my room slamming the door. He probably went to go take another swig of whiskey. I should probably gather my clothes for tomorrow. Just the thought of school makes my stomach cringe, and on top of that I have to deal with Lionel. Honestly, my life would be a lot easier if I didn’t mess with him but I feel as if I must. It’s like an automatic impulse I get when I see him. I know it’s bad but it just happens. It’s what people expect out of me anyway. I can’t even remember why I beat up on him anyway; it’s just something about him. My cell began to ring and I answered, "Hello" "Hey, Brent" a sarcastic voice said over the phone. "Rea" "Yeah, I'm glad you noticed me over the phone! Seems like when I was standing in front of you with my-" I hurriedly hung up. "S**t" I said agitated. She’s just roweled me up again. Too many things or on my mind at once and I know I won’t be able to sleep tonight. My cell ringed again but this time it was a text from Rea. "Ima ruin u! Im gona tel ev3rybdy!!! Byez >:)" That evil, little, troll b***h! Why is she trying torturing me? I want to end it all. Right here, right now. © 2012 Terrance M. A. StantonAuthor's Note
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Added on October 28, 2012 Last Updated on October 28, 2012 Tags: worry, bully, suspence, the unknown AuthorTerrance M. A. StantonNorcross, GAAboutHi guys! I'm tmacery (though that's obviously not my real name) and I'm just here to publish whatever I feel like writing. I'm not too sure if you'll like my writing too much but if you do then COOL! .. more..Writing
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