(Ch: 3) Fucked Over Again

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The funeral... It was so lame.

I don't mean that in a mean way but, 

Nobody seemed sad

Nobody was upset

Everyone kept saying 'He's in a better place now'. How do they know? What if he's not

Miles looked like an angel in his casket. 

They'd fixed him up good cause believe me when I say he needed to be fixed up

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They'd fixed him up good cause believe me when I say he needed to be fixed up. He was so... broken.

It's my fault that he's dead. Don't say it's not because it is. 

If I hadn't distracted him he might have seen the fucking car coming. You know what? No, I should have seen it coming, me

But I didn't. 

And now he's gone forever. He was everything to me. The one reason for my whole fucking existance.  

Why would someone take him away from me?

This was all too fucking much. I walked out of his house and sat down at the front steps and tried to stop myself from crying but in vain.

 I walked out of his house and sat down at the front steps and tried to stop myself from crying but in vain

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I looked up and saw a car parked across the road. I blinked a few times to clear my vision from the tears that were forming again and looked into the car. 

Someone was sitting in the front seat just staring at me. He had black glasses on and it was too dark to make out his features. 

I got up to get a better view but he suddenly drove off after smirking at me.

I got up to get a better view but he suddenly drove off after smirking at me

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Well that was fucking creepy.

For some reason, my mind went back to when I saw that creep last week at the bar the day that... yeah.

I ignored the creepy feeling and went back home, mentally exhausted. I didn't even bother changing my clothes and just fell on my bed. 

My door slowly creaked open. 

I didn't need to look to know who it was since my mother never bothered coming to my room. 

I pretended to be asleep and let John roam his disgusting hands all over me. 

That night as I was crying myself to sleep I made up my mind. 

Tomorrow i'm gonna end my torment once and for all.

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