Day 2

Another morning, nothing unusual except that weird feeling i had.

It probably nothing right?

I walked towards the door but i stopped when i heard my father's yelling.

"Where do you think you are going?"

Is he really asking me that...? It's literally Wednesday, a day every normal student has to go to school.

I ignored him, big mistake.

From one moment i was standing and the next i was on the floor.

"You ungrateful brat! I really wish you hadn't been born. You are just a mistake"

He yelled on top of his lungs and that was the moment i felt it...I felt something shattering. Something broke and it would never get back to how it was.

I don't know what it was and i didn't want to know. My father left, went upstairs and i was left on the floor.

Debating if i should get up to go to school and act like everything was ok or stay right here and cry.

I decided on the first and so i got up and left.

I didn't know at that time that what my father said would change so much.

I went to school, still a bit shocked from what happened just a while ago.

Times like this i felt like i was nothing, like a waste of space and i absolutely hated this.

They didn't have the right to make me feel worthless when all i have ever done was listen to their absurd requests and stay invisible.

I walked to class and i felt someone kicking me down.

I looked up, feeling the anger rise.

"Wow such a murderous stare, i am so scared"

Lucas said and pretended to be all scared.

I just saw red, i didn't know what happened inside me but the little rope that i would like to call patience snapped.

I just pushed him down with such force i didn't even know i had and kept hitting him. He screamed at me to stopped and saying sorry but i wasn't having any of this. I was taking all my anger on him, which was justified if you ask me. After all he just made half my life a nightmare.

Teachers came rushing, trying to stop me and pulling me away.

That incident couldn't be ignored, according to the principal and my parents were called to his office but so did Luca's parents.

They were the typical "rich" family that they thought it was audacity to look at them. They thought they were royalty and that only made my blood boil.

My parents were looking...Like a mess.

All of us were in the principal's office.

I didn't say a word, unlike Luca who was fake sobbing.

Ugh...I wanted to give him one more punch but the principal started talking

"As i informed you on the phone, Jake, injured severely Luca. That caused both physical and mental wounds"

I was this close to laughing and rolling my eyes, but i composed myself. I didn't want to dig my grave deeper...

"We are very sorry for this, my son has some mentally issues, he's even going to a therapist. It was probably an episode..."

My mother said and i was left speechless. Now i am apparently mentally ill. Great!

Luca's parents looked at me disgusted as if being "mentally ill" was a disease .

"We understand, but your son has cause trauma to my precious son. So we want your son to at least change school"

His mother said, and i would have never expected it but i was agreeing with her. It was the only normal thing she said the whole time

My parents gave the principal a look and he didn't say anything.