Maybe we're just having too much fun.......

*Kellin P.O.V*


Am i just hated by everyone?......
School sucks major dick i'm bullied because of my sexuality and i came out to someone who i thought was my real friend. Ha! Bullshit...I live in hell, my mom the person who loves you regardless is a complete bitch ever since whatever the fuck his name is......Derren I think. Hell my mom doesn't even know the assholes name and she so stuck up his ass to realize what a dick he is to her. First, he beats the shit out of her and me. He put me in the hospital 5 times already but I guess a doctor came be a dumb dick too. PhD my ass. He broke 4 of my ribs and sometime Satan's wife (My Mom) would join in and laugh.
So today is the day I escaped this hell and next I have no idea.

I groaned as i woke up considering i sleep on the floor my mom thought her bed wasn't comfortable enough so she took my bed and put it on top of her old one.

"Kellin, Get the fuck up!" My mom yelled

"Every fucking morning with this bitch!" I muttered

"Kel-" before she could yell again.

"I'm up!" I yelled

"Good faggot 'cause i'm hungry" She said.

"I'm surprised your not full off the amount of dick you ate last night!" A boost of confidence shot through me.

"Say something queer?!" Derren asked.

"Nope...." I said

I dragged myself out of bed *Cough* I Don't have one. I dragged myself downstairs and prepared the jobless dickholes something eat. Every time I cooked was the only time I ever ate. I would 'test' it out every now and then. If my mom ever caught me eating she would kick the shit out of me til' I through it up.
I looked down at what I made proud of myself Bacon, Eggs, Orange juice. I walked up stairs to serve the king and queen. I walked in the room interrupting their conversation.

" There goes our little cutter." My 'Mom' said as I handed her the plate and I thought to myself "You're 'little cutter' only started because of you and everyone else treats me like shit".

"Can you hurry the fuck up!" Derren snapped me out my thought as I brought his plate to him.

He took the first bite and had a look of UN satisfaction on his face.

"This is fucking disgusting, like you" He spat as I turned to walk out the door but something hit the back of my head and I quickly began to bleed and I heard the plate shatter on the floor.

"What the fuck???!!!" I yelled in anger.

"What did you say fag?" That word always stung.

" I said 'What the fuck?!' You fucking prick!" That confidence came back and I regretted it in an instant.

He got up and his fist quickly connected with my cheek and suddenly he hit right in my broken ribs I fell over in pain and he began kicking me and yelped at every strike and after a couple of minutes my vision began to fade to black....

I woke in my room and a had a gigantic headache i massaged the back of my head and quickly jerked back in pain an look at my hand and saw fresh blood. I glanced at the window to see the night has washed over and I thought this was the perfect time to leave. I packed the small amount of things I do have Clothes of course tooth brush and a my stored away money that I saved from my recent job. This was kind of a rush I actually feel happy doing this. I simply walked out the front door. I wanted to get as far away as possible. But I was hungry as shit. Went to local diner. 24/7 it read.

"Hello!" A woman in late forties greeted.

"Hey..." I made the attempt to smile.

"Well, Young man its 12:32 a.m don't you think its late for you to be wandering around?" She asked

"Are you going to take me order or....." I asked annoyed with her already.

"No, You tell me why your out late like this or i'll call the police!" She snapped

"Call then I really don't could give an once of a fuck about what your old ass does!" I spat

"Fine have it your way." She walked around the counter and dialed 911 and after one ring they soon answered

"My problem is I have a delinquent at my diner and I think its little late for him to be here." She continued babbling about the situation.

And being the stubborn asshole I am I just sat there and waited for them to come. Soon enough they burst through the diner's door. And I stood and put my hands behind my back as they cuffed me and turned to see the old bitch who ratted me out and she had this sick smirk on her face. I was put in the back of the cop car. They soon sat in and turned to me.

"What's your name young man?" One cops asked in a stern voice.

"Kellin..." I simply answered

"And where are your parents Kellin?" The other one asked.

"Dead." I lied but wouldn't you say the same.

"I'm sorry about that Kell-" I cut him off. I can't believe that they believed that. Dumbasses!

"Don't even..." I said as they both stepped out of the car leaving me in utter confusion. They began talking I listen hard to what they were saying.

"What do we do Jeff the kid said his parents were dead...?" He said as i chuckled to myself 'Dumbasses!'

"Well we can drop him off at foster home and tell them his situation trust me they'll take him in" Jeff said

He other guy just shrugged and got back in the car.

"Kellin, we're going to take you to a foster home Okay?" Jeff said

I just nodded and enjoyed the ride i soon dozed into a deep sleep.

Notes

Short uh? Sorry I'm a very profane person I curse alot...... Hopefully you guys are cool with it...Cx Vic will be coming in the next Chapter if you guys like it c:

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