You groaned loudly, shoving your food away from you.
"KK, what'th wrong?" You sighed, ignoring your best friend Sollux.
Now, Sollux is an odd case. Ever since you two were younger, you knew he had, what he seemed to call "telekinethith", the reason the s's are th's is because he has a lisp. Now, with this "telekinethith" wait fuck, telekinesis, he also has oddly colored eyes. Not like any badly weird colored eyes, but one of his eyes is a dark reddish-auburn, like how yours are, and the other is a vibrant blue. Now, he usually hides this under green contacts, but he still has them. You thought you had a thing for him one time, and you can't blame yourself, for him being a nerd, he's really good looking, even if his hairs on the light side of being close to blonde.
"KK, come on, talk to me." You looked at him, laying your head on the table. "It's nothing, just ignore me." "KK, that'th not an anthwer. Jutht tell me." "Fine. I ended up talking to my English teacher after class today." "You mean Mr. Thtrider?" "Yeah." "Ith there thomething wrong with that?" "Yes. And no. M-Maybe. I don't know!" You hid your face, which was going red.
"KK, how ith that wr-" You looked up at him, just as he was starting to snicker. "Oh my god, KK you don't mean you actu-" You quickly covered his mouth with your hand. "Don't fucking say it." He snickered some more, looking up and stopping. "What?" He slowly pointed up and you tilted your head, seeing your teacher tapping his foot at you. "Um...h-hey Mr. Strider." He gave you a disconcerting frown.
"Mr. Vantas, detention with me tomorrow." You pulled your hand off of Sollux's mouth, standing up and looking at him. "You have got to be shitting me." "Two days." "Are you fucking serious!?" "Three now. Do you want to make it all the way to next week?" You started to go silent, before smirking and whispering "Fuckity fuck fuck fuck jackass." "Alright, I'll see you tomorrow and all next week." He walked away, just then you heard a burst of laughter roll from Sollux.
"HAHAHA! Oh my GOD KK! Are you fucking theriouth? You're actually gonna put up with hith thhit?" You sighed, grabbing your bag and leaving the cafeteria, sighing heavily.
You walked in the rain towards your house, you honestly didn't care if it was getting dark, you knew what was coming ahead.
But while we're on the topic of your house, we should talk about your family life for a bit. We already know that your mother died when you were twelve years old, but what about your dad? See, honestly, he's not your dad. He's your STEP DAD, thus making him have to adopt you. Your brother, Kankri, lives with the both of you (even at the age of twenty) to take care of "dads" alcohol addiction. Honestly, his addiction should have killed him already. But what about your biological dad? Well, after you were born, he left and abandoned your mother, leaving her to raise a newborn and a three year old on her own, having to depend on your aunt and her own kids, who were both older than your brother and you. She met your step dad when you were two and got married. Then one night... oh god. You don't want to talk about it.
Now, your home life is pretty fucking awful. You can admit that. But it's not as bad as other people think. It's way worse.
You slowly opened the front door, dripping wet from the pouring rain outside. You sighed, soon feeling someone punch you. You coughed lightly, looking up at your dad. Yep, he's drunk, like fucking usual. You wonder if he ever was sober in his whole life.
"Karkat, th fuhlk u duin hahme?" "I fucking live here you dick wad." He punched you in the face. "Shit dick, do- dofn't fukkung call me a gogdamfed dick wad." You pulled away, going upstairs towards your room. You fucking hated him. You slammed your door, laying on your bed and closing your eyes, dammit why does he do this to you, you know he's gonna kill you while in a rage. You heard your door open, oh god no not again. You rather would skip this part, it's too horrendous.
You finally got back to your room, it's a good thing you skipped that part, you don't want people reading all that. You looked at your mirror, looking at the black eye and some of the bruises and blood on your face. God he got you good this time. You turned towards your desk, limping towards it and opening the drawer. You looked around quickly before grabbing something and sliding into your closet, hiding in there for what seemed to be the remainder of the night. You can't help yourself, you just honestly can't.
You slowly opened your closet, looking outside of it. The sun was still down, but it was slightly noticeable. It must be four or five. You sighed, climbing out to get ready for school.
Karkat's got detention.