The World Around Me - Andy Madden (famous ebook reader TXT) 📗

my way!” It didn’t tale Kyle long to get to the house. He only lived about 20 houses away. HE walked in the house, dressed only in his pajama bottoms. He was a tall lean guy. He had navy hair and silver eye, he was indeed attractive, but Jesse didn’t really trust him, even though they were very open with each other. “Jesse… Did he hit you again?” He questioned, watching Jesse tie a bandage around his bloody hand.
“Yeah, but it doesn’t really make a difference, he hits me all the time.”
Kyle walked up next to him, taking his chin in his hand and observing the left side of his face. “Yeah but this looks worse than usual, what’d you do to piss em off?”
“It didn’t take anything; he just lashed out at me again.”
“You need some serious help kid! You should get a girlfriend or something, get a hobby.” He said sarcastically, but Jesse just glared at him.
“Whatever just goes fuck my dad?”
“Whoa lets watch the language kid! Your only 13!”
“I’ve been 14 for atleast 2 weeks now, thank you, and most kids around my age cuss, you have a very vulgar vocabulary as well, so don’t be talking.” Apparently hearing Jesse’s father moaning from his bed room got him excited and he left Jesse alone in the kitchen. He plugged his head phones into his I pod, and turned the music up super loud. The last thing he wanted was to hear his father making sex moans.
He eventually retired to the couch, were he usually slept, since there was only one room in the house. HE sometimes slept in the bathtub when he was in trouble or on the floor sometimes, but the couch was a pull out bed so it was the best he could do.

The next morning, Jesse woke up bright and early getting ready for school. He went into his father’s room, noticing Kyle must have left sometime last night. His father was on a light hangover, but he didn’t have a migraine, just a basic headache.
“How are you feeling?” he asked his father.
“Whatever, make me some coffee and get your skinny butt to school.” He said smiling at his son. Today was gonna be a good day. Sometimes Jesse didn’t mind his father getting drunk, he would be a lot nicer when he was on a hangover. “Want me to drive you?” he questioned.
“Nah, I’ll just walk you’re on a hangover so I don’t think that’s good for you.” He said, propping himself up on the side of his father’s dresser.
“Look, Jesse I’m sorry for hitting you, you know I love you.” This brought tears to Jesse’s big green eyes. His father apologized before, but he has never told him he loved him. He wished his father was always like this.
“I know… I love you too.” He said kissing his father on the fore head. “Can I ask you something?” He asked lying down next to his father.
“Shoot.”
“W-why do you hit me…?”
“Jesse… I don’t know why I hit you… I guess it’s because… I don’t know. I hate that I hit you… it’s just me taking my anger out over the years on you…” He said, kissing his son on the fore head in return.
“Will you ever run out of anger?”
“I hope so Jesse, I hope so…”
“I hope so too…”
“You should go get dressed before you’re late again!” He said kissing Jesse on the forehead one last time.
“Yeah… okay…” He slowly ran to the bathroom, and stripped himself of his damp clothing. He put on a pair of boxers, gray skinny jeans, a white V-neck, and a pair of old black boots. He brushed his hair some, and brushed his teeth. He put on his Dog tags he had gotten from his grandfather before he died and made a batch of coffee for his father before he left for another long day at school.
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Publication Date: 01-06-2012

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Dedication:
To shannon, I MADE IT FOR YUUUUU!