It was like a book. Like out a fucking book.
I take big, heaving breathes. My body exposed, flesh pink and bruised at some parts of my neck. My hand reaches up to a large, irritated hickey. As conspicuous as a full moon.
I clamp my eyes shut to stop the oncoming tears. Craig Tucker does not cry. Ever.
But the burning sensation my eyes were going through… only caused them to flutter open and make an exception to this. My quivering hand rest on the cool surface of the mirror I was staring into.
"Slut"
"Whore"
"Boyfriend Stealer"
I am left here to think over the mistake that had taken place last night. They did not know the real story, and as far as I am concerned they will never know.
My eyes, red and bloodshot. Only squeeze shut again. My forehead meets its reflection and I stare into those bloodshot eyes.
What happened?
We met in the first grade. Our introduction being unpleasant for the two of us.
I was a boy.
She was a girl.
I liked Red Racer.
She liked Hello Kitty.
Our worlds were incompatible with each other. But our family insisted we grow up together. So somehow, we grew fond of each other and in due time….we we became best friends. She taught me girl code and I taught her boy code. We slept over eachothers houses and makeovers were something I had grown accustomed to. Everything was fine…..until we hit middle school.
"Don't be such a fag. And hand me that purse. Ass muncher." I grunt, handing Heidi the cute little Prada bag that her mom was allowing her to get for her 12th birthday. Heidi's family was the definition of rich. They have always been rather well off while my family was barely above Kenny McCormick's. But like I said, our families were rather close and I assumed my family intended on having me inherit some of their money.
She grew more self centered and developed more womanly features. I was like a puppy following after her, with no hope of getting any real action. And I didn't want any to be quite honest. It was a well known fact that I did not find any attraction to females. I was cold and apathetic and turned down many pretty ladies.
In freshman year, I came up with the idea of myself being homosexual.
And I think, this is where I will stop.
And take up with the present.
After the incident.
And before everything started to change.
Well there is the prologue. (: I hope you guys like it. For the record this is Crenny….Pleaaase review.
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Also...I need help with my other fanfiction! my 'welcome to insanity one.' I wanted to know if anyone wanted to do a collab or something? PM if your interested.