Pills don't help but it sure is funny

Its been about a week since mine and Kit's "incident." Every day has been the same, avoiding to go outside was easier because Kit was working late every day.

Bob called me once, I ignored it, but that was all. Waking up
news, tv, nap, phone, sleep. Today we sadly went out of bread. And I know Kit needs that to not kill me in my sleep.

Since I dont eat, a bread could last up to 2-3 weeks. Which made me happy but I was always the one buying it. Kit left before I woke up and came back about 2 AM. We havent
talked since what happened, but I guess he takes sharing
a bed as contact.

Anyways, back to the point. Today I have to get bread
without Bob or Gerard noticing me. Since they almost worked between the food store, yeah. A challenge

I picked up my only clean converse and threw them on
together with a plain baggy tshirt and blue skinny jeans. It was a warm day
it was a toxic sort of warm.

It would probably rain later today which was a good reason to enjoy the weather while it lasts. I pulled up my socks and headed out the door not thinking for a second.
"Remember when Ben bashed that guys head?"

A voice almost yelled out. "The nerd?" A tall sort of chubby built red head asked. I froze a few seconds, Ben? My neighbour?. No, Ben wouldnt hurt a fly.

"Vampire neeerd" another guy said in a childish voice and laughed. "He only had like 20 dollars," a well known
voice said. It was the girl who called me and Bob faggots.
I felt the need to grunt at them lightly.

"We also took that walmart dude down, man" a kid said. I walked past them and smiled at their way of talking.
But the fact that hey hurt people scares me. I ran out the door and went on the bus, seeing that it was quite short to the mall.

But likewise when Bob drove me, I didnt wanna get seen.
As fast as I stepped off the bus I regret not wearing
a hoodie. First Gerard wouldnt see me, second, it was quite cold in New Jersey right now.


I had a feeling I shouldnt walk inside. But if I didnt
Kit would grt mad at me I whisper to myself.
Slowly I walk into the building seeing people stare at me.
I thought my bruises have already healed. Guess you still
could see it.

I almost leepe on my tip toes and look around
every corner. No sign of Bob or Gerard, I sigh in
happiness as I walk left and enter the food category of the mall. Walking past the Subway and slowly

walking by the coffee shop. But wait. Someone known
was there. And not with is "boyfriend".


Kit was together with a blonde boy.


I looked at the baristas to see Bob looking at me and shaking his head

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