Romanticize Eternal Damnation

I wake up. I still feel there’s something missing. I don’t know what but there is a hole that needs filling.This feels weird.
It’s 9, this means mom already left. I feel the need to get some fresh air.Imma go take a walk in the park.It’s sunny and chilly. I put my Misfits hoodie on and leave. I take the earbuds and decide to put my mp3 on shuffle. Surprisngly , I remember the songs,the lyrics and almost everything. I think this is a good sign.
As I walk to the park I look around to see if I recognize anything.The streets are pretty empty. They all seem kinda familiar, familiar enough to know where I’m going.
A thing that mom doesn’t know it’s that I actually smoke. I found a cigarette pack in the pair of skinnies I’m wearing right now. I guess I was a sad person.I still have the feeling that I’m worth nothing,but I try to shake it off. I don’t want to put mom go through that thing again.
I light up a cig. I like the feeling of smoke invading my lungs. It makes the worries go away for some time.
Ah the park, here it is. I sit down on a bench and carry on smoking my cigarette.
I feel a hand on the back of my neck..What the
”Sup,faggot?! Why weren’t you in school today? Are you avoiding me?”
”Uhm..what are you saying?”
This dude is huge. He is blond and very tall,unlike me. I guess he’s about 6’4 and I’m only like 5’2. Well I think I fucked up.
”What am I saying? What’s wrong with you,fag?”
”S-sorry...but who are you?”
I think he’s mad. Uh-oh, bad news. He’s fucking angry.
”Are you fucking kidding me? Do you think I’m stupid? You think you can just make fun of me?Oh, no. Fag, you’re gonna get it like you never did before”
He raises his fist ready to punch me. I close my eyes and wait for the pain...but it doesn’t come. What? What’s happening. I open my eyes and see this amazing brunet piece of heaven stopping the jock from hitting me. I have a warm feeling inside. I even feel butterflies. Why does he make me feel like this? Do I know him?
”I don’t think you wanna do that” Oh my god his voice, it seems really really really familiar and I feel safe. I think this is that something that was missing. I feel the hole simply filling in less than seconds.
”Haha,sure.” He tries to punch me again,but the dude stops him,again.
”Don’t you fucking dare lay a fucking finger on him.”
”Says who?” This dude is really angry, I hope he’s not gonna punch my baby -why the fuck am I calling him my baby? he’s been here for 2 minutes and I’ve already given him a nickname. He seems calm.
”Says Satan.” He smirks and then just slaps the jock and he falls down,unconcious.

Notes

Second update today! Why doesn't Dead. just update already!! I fucking love this fic. I really wanna know what happens. Please, author of Dead., if you read this fucking please update.
Anyways, chapter 6. I really hope you guys like where the story is going. Enjoy!
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