"Where were you?!" Brendan yelled at me.

"No where?" I lied plainly back to him. He didn't need to know what happened last night. I continued playing one of the few games I have on my phone, that now serves as an iPod. My parents cut me out of the data plan, not that I really cared anymore. My phone is and has been useless since I got it.

"You weren't in your room, or anywhere you should've been. Where were you?" He asked sternly, his voice attempting a dominance but was unsuccessful. The tone was just too high pitched by a bit.

"I already fucking told you, I wasn't anywhere. Why do you care anyway?"

He sighed, pinching his nose as he leaned against the doorframe. "Then what in the world is on your neck?"

I looked at him puzzled. My neck?

"What about it?" I responded genuinely confused.

He dramatically sighed then walked over to me on the bed, taking out his phone he showed me my reflection in the camera.

A dark blue and purple bruise wrapped around my neck almost completely around.

Holy fuck.

"Can I now have an explanation? For all I know you could've been almost kidnapped last night!"

This kid was really starting to get on my nerves.

"I was having a wonderful time with my unicorn friends out back, if you wanna know the details, we were dancing and skipping all round like some fucking toddlers."

He exaggeratedly dragged his hand down his face and groaned, "can you just tell me where the hell you were yesterday? I thought you were gonna be some quiet kid with a bit of brains or something but apparently not"

"Alright, fuck off. You don't need to know anything about me or what I do! Your not my god damn mom! Now if you would like to stop nagging my ass, that'd be lovely as I have more important things to do than sit around and be lectured like some little 5 year old."

He look dumbstruck, but didn't give up the fight just yet.

"More important things like what? You've been here for less than 24 hours, what could you possible have to take care of?" He resorted to me.

Fuck.

I glared at him and he returned the lovely gesture.

"Would you like to tel-" I cut him off,

"No! You know what? Fuck you! Fuck this place and fuck everyone here! You all suck shit!"

He stood up from the doorframe dumbfounded then slammed my door shut, anger and frustration clearly taking over him.

In a way I feel bad for making him pissed off, but if he just minded his own business then we'd all be good.

I leaned back onto my mattress wrinkling the bed sheets. This house sucks. The way it smells like boys but not in the bad way, the way it gave off a calming vibe when obviously there was no calm to it and how nothing seemed to be alive as it was far too quiet for a place with the amount of boys. My old house sucks. The way dust never covered anything, and how it smelled as though we lived in a gourmet French restaurant and how everything was always tidy and clean. Everything sucks. People suck. Opinions suck. Facts suck. But mostly, I suck. I suck because I blame everyone for everything. I blame myself, my parents, my teachers, neighbours, store workers, I blame them all. I blame people who haven't existed in my life because I need someone to blame. Soon I'll slowly start to break down and die. But if I killed myself just yet, Dad would probably be satisfied and Mom might.. be disappointed. I can't have that happen.. she might feel like she didn't raise me well enough. Failure. She might feel like she was the reason I died. Disappointment. And she..

As I was lost in my thoughts I had subconsciously rummaged through my bag that housed Bunny, my stuffed cat, and started fiddling with his small and limp paws. Moving my fingers in a delicate pattern along the cloth, feeling the material that kept him 3D adjust to the disruptions caused by my fingertips. Soon I moved onto his torso, how it was exactly like the paw but larger.

A faint aroma of brownies drifted from him, just barely enough to notice. But I did. It was when I brought some of moms homemade brownies into my room to eat after a long day of school. I had dropped a large piece on Bunny but forgot to remove it as he was hidden along the edge of my room on the floor.

The smell didn't come off of him for a while, but I was fine with that. I enjoyed the smell, it smelled like warmth and love. Mom always mentioned that love could only be a secret ingredient if it's true to the one you give it to.

"I'll try to get him to join us tonight only because Aaron said to." Someone unknown had stated outside my door.

I hid Bunny under the few pillows I was acquainted with and walked towards the door before the guy could knock even once. The first thing I notice is a giant. His head was turned away looking at someone behind him giving me a clear view at his sharp and defined jawline. This guy was a good head above me, basically towering over my smaller 5'5 frame.

He was a darker colour than everyone else, his skin was a beautiful shade of brown and decorated with almost jet black dreads that reached down to his shoulders if not more and were held in a loose tie back with a cute pink hair tie. The hair tie had a little plastic panda connected to it giving for a cuter look, though I was guessing someone had either given that to him or put it in for him.

He was shorter than Aaron, yet held almost a more intimidating persona than him.

Soon enough, the dude turned to me as his hand raised up to knock on the door, without realizing I was standing in front of him.

He was startled in surprise then opened his mouth only to reveal the brightest and most perfect teeth that lined up along with his plump but beautiful lips.

"Lunch is ready."