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There's never a dull moment in my life, is there?
Welp, on monday, I was on my way to my ninth period class, when my friend Matty stops me in the hallway and says "Hey, your brother got in a fight with LJ and he's in the nurse's office bleeding."
My first reaction; retaliation. I have Matty up against some lockers, yelling "Where the ******** is LJ, I'm gonna kick his ******** a**." He's scared shitless, going "I'm not LJ! Don't Kill me!"
You're wondering who LJ is? I'll explain later.
So Matty takes me to the nurses office, my mom is in a room with my brother and they're talking to an assistant principal. I wait for about five minutes or so, and they get out. My brother is cross eyed, bleeding and has a major headache. And me? I'm trying to bottle up my rage and it's barely working. My mom signs me outta school early and we get on our way to the emergency room.
Five hours later, we're in the car again. My brother has four stitches and broken nose. God, this kid LJ is gonna die.
Alright, now it's to explain the story behind the action.
I was very good friends with a girl in my school last year. Her name is Mary. We were like two peas in a pod. Sure, she was a depressed emo kid, but I was the other half to cheer her up when she was down.
On my 14th birthday, Me and some friends, including Mary, hung out for the day. My brother was with us, since we went to the movies and stuff. Mary was being an uber flirt with my brother.
A week or two later, I go to Mary's confermation, and my brother was invited too. I see them getting all close and comfy with eachother and go. "Wtf." She tells me "Oh, I just want to be his friend."
Bullshit. The next day, she starts telling me she likes him and wants to date him. I told her I wouldn't appreciate that. She's like guilt tripping me majorly, going "he makes me feel happy" and s**t. I kinda gave in. So they hook up.
In that horrid two or three weeks, she went on a crusade to make mine and my brother's lives hell. she sent us on this stupid emotional rollercoaster, telling us that she was being stalked by someone and he raped her several times. She called me up once, telling me she cut up her arm and she's bleeding a lot. She was trying to get into my brother's pants while we were watching a movie in her room. Needless to say, it was vomit enducing and very ******** trashy.
Finally it ended though. My mom found out. And she didn't like that.
Well, this year, the lovely Mary, not only did she work her charms on a guy I had a pretty big crush on,(infact they're still going out, but he's a dumbass and I realize that now,) but she spreaded rumors that my brother raped her and she was pregnant. Then like two days after she said this, she got her period.
How much of a DUMBASS can you be? My brother never ******** her, and he's still a virgin.
So Mario(her boyfriend) told my brother off, but after my brother talked with him, he realized she's a liar. But Mario is merely an enigma, hence why he's still with her.
Well, these rumors were started a few months back, and finally got to LJ. LJ is Mary's dumbass older brother. LJ cut class to find my brother just to start s**t with him. LJ pushed my brother, my brother fought back, and LJ got a lucky shot. That's the way the cookie crumbles.
Mary's the only person I want to kill or wish maybe she'd pick up a real razor and cut her godamn jugular, instead of being a p***y and cutting her wrists with a butter knife. She's mentally ill, an incessant liar, and a manipulative slut. I just wish she'd start something with me. But last I heard is she's afraid of me because she knows I can kick her a**.
And I have a lot of people who are with me on that one.
I haven't talked to that b***h in over a year. With the exception of the last thing I said to her. She was hanging out in my group of friends, and she had a dumb outfit on. She was ranting about how cool she is. It went something like this.
Mary: "God, aren't my boots so awesome?"
Me: "More like retarded."
Mary: "Yeah.." and she walked away.
I rock.
-Schizoid
 Refined Corruption · Thu May 05, 2005 @ 12:52am · 0 Comments |
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