I Cried
I wiped the tears from my eyes. "Fuck him" I cursed. Duh, it's nothing new I don't do "Stupid Son of a Bitch" I kicked a nearby rock. I spotted Kai and Hillary talking. "Bitch and Bastard". I know you both can see me.
"Ha-ha! Really? I can't believe you did that Kai! You're bad"
"What? The girl had it coming, cheating behind my back"
Yeah right! Fuck that shit you just said buddy. You're all wrong; I thought you and me could be buddies, friends for life but no. You had to go for the pretty one. She's smart, pretty ...just Hillary. I'm..just me. Rude, just not what your looking for and don't forget ugly.
"You thought I was to think you were my friend!" I took a stick and scrape it across my hand. Slowly it puffed up. "Good. At least I'll something to cry about...but not in front of him" I looked across from me. Stupid Hillary flirting with that ignorant bastard.
"I listened to your stories. Praised you. You were my role model" I whispered and continued to scrape myself, yay...it's actually looks worse. I looked up to the sky. One big cloud just blended in together...then there was a broken up cloud beside it. "That's me....and that's them"
"Hey! Why aren't you guy talking with Amari? She looks pissed" Tyson pointed at me bouncing the basketball in his other hand. "Amari! Come, come talk talk!" Hillary yelled. "Shut up the fuck up" I said under my breath.
"Come Amari" Kai said. I thought I would never hear those words from him. I would be squealing and hopping over. But not this time, fuck off Kai. I looked down. "I'm such idiot...I'm not jealous I can't be. The famous Kai himself 'he would never fall for a neighborhood girl'...he forgot to add 'especially you Amari' ".
We had a great talk yesterday. It was fun I learned a lot from you and about you. I thought it could be like that all the time. Just you and me. We're exactly alike, you maybe me older but it doesn't make a difference. But i'm only a copy, I try being more like you. Laughing at people who don't like you, having no care in the world about what other people say. Wow I'd love to be in your shoes.
"But no a bad boy always has to fall for the airhead" It's always like that. Everyday life, stories about the 'hottest guys', TV shows everything. But I guess I was cursed that way, to see these things. I was on the verge of tears. I scraped myself harder and it until I saw a bit of blood but that didn't stop...
"Cheer up, Amari! Don't be pissed" My muscles...I think...tensed up a bit, as he shook my shoulders when he passed by. "Fuck you, bastard" I mentally wanted to beat him. But his touch was so soothing...I cried. My tears spilled, but he didn't see. Hillary walked up to me... "Hell no...she can't see me"
"What's wrong Amari? Are you pissed?" Bitch go away.
"Nothing" I got up fast and cover my hand, it stung. Oh well I'm the master of cleaning wounds since my arm are cover from them.
"You sure? You can talk to me ya know" I don't want to talk to you; I want to talk to him. But it won't happen I realized it and he's only here to fuck up my life. I turned to Hillary and wanted to burn her with my eyes.
Straight out said it.... "Fuck you"
Hope you enjoyed it. Aren't I an idiot? This happened to me in my neighborhood. And No, Beyblade people weren't there. Enjoy my pain and I'll leave you with my quote:
"Love's a Whore. So watch it doesn't fuck you up when you're not looking"
I wiped the tears from my eyes. "Fuck him" I cursed. Duh, it's nothing new I don't do "Stupid Son of a Bitch" I kicked a nearby rock. I spotted Kai and Hillary talking. "Bitch and Bastard". I know you both can see me.
"Ha-ha! Really? I can't believe you did that Kai! You're bad"
"What? The girl had it coming, cheating behind my back"
Yeah right! Fuck that shit you just said buddy. You're all wrong; I thought you and me could be buddies, friends for life but no. You had to go for the pretty one. She's smart, pretty ...just Hillary. I'm..just me. Rude, just not what your looking for and don't forget ugly.
"You thought I was to think you were my friend!" I took a stick and scrape it across my hand. Slowly it puffed up. "Good. At least I'll something to cry about...but not in front of him" I looked across from me. Stupid Hillary flirting with that ignorant bastard.
"I listened to your stories. Praised you. You were my role model" I whispered and continued to scrape myself, yay...it's actually looks worse. I looked up to the sky. One big cloud just blended in together...then there was a broken up cloud beside it. "That's me....and that's them"
"Hey! Why aren't you guy talking with Amari? She looks pissed" Tyson pointed at me bouncing the basketball in his other hand. "Amari! Come, come talk talk!" Hillary yelled. "Shut up the fuck up" I said under my breath.
"Come Amari" Kai said. I thought I would never hear those words from him. I would be squealing and hopping over. But not this time, fuck off Kai. I looked down. "I'm such idiot...I'm not jealous I can't be. The famous Kai himself 'he would never fall for a neighborhood girl'...he forgot to add 'especially you Amari' ".
We had a great talk yesterday. It was fun I learned a lot from you and about you. I thought it could be like that all the time. Just you and me. We're exactly alike, you maybe me older but it doesn't make a difference. But i'm only a copy, I try being more like you. Laughing at people who don't like you, having no care in the world about what other people say. Wow I'd love to be in your shoes.
"But no a bad boy always has to fall for the airhead" It's always like that. Everyday life, stories about the 'hottest guys', TV shows everything. But I guess I was cursed that way, to see these things. I was on the verge of tears. I scraped myself harder and it until I saw a bit of blood but that didn't stop...
"Cheer up, Amari! Don't be pissed" My muscles...I think...tensed up a bit, as he shook my shoulders when he passed by. "Fuck you, bastard" I mentally wanted to beat him. But his touch was so soothing...I cried. My tears spilled, but he didn't see. Hillary walked up to me... "Hell no...she can't see me"
"What's wrong Amari? Are you pissed?" Bitch go away.
"Nothing" I got up fast and cover my hand, it stung. Oh well I'm the master of cleaning wounds since my arm are cover from them.
"You sure? You can talk to me ya know" I don't want to talk to you; I want to talk to him. But it won't happen I realized it and he's only here to fuck up my life. I turned to Hillary and wanted to burn her with my eyes.
Straight out said it.... "Fuck you"
Hope you enjoyed it. Aren't I an idiot? This happened to me in my neighborhood. And No, Beyblade people weren't there. Enjoy my pain and I'll leave you with my quote:
"Love's a Whore. So watch it doesn't fuck you up when you're not looking"