Chapter two: I'm sorry

Excellent, my least favorite person Pearson, the biggest bully. I wouldn't care too much about him, but sadly, I can not Ignore him see he has the best power here. The only reason he's not in city A is that he destroyed half the town. He has the power of light and dark. Pearson can make anything out of light and darkness, as in ANYTHING that means he can create something that doesn't exist outside of his mind. Of course, he has a bad attitude like some halfassed anime. So you can imagine why I hate him.

Sadly, I am not strong enough to even try to go up against him. He usually leaves me alone, but I guess my luck has run out; I love being a punching bag (that was mostly sarcasm). Out of nowhere, he tackles me and grabs my shirt while sitting on top of me and started punching me with my arms restrained by shadows and his fists in blinding light screaming, " YOU FUCKING BASTARD, YOU GAVE ME THE WRONG ANSWERS." He throws my head to the ground; I look up at him with deviance and spit my blood at him. He raises his fist to punch me again, but before he could, an olive-colored boy flies through the air and hits him in the face. The bonds immediately disappear from my wrist, and the boy stands up and comes to me. Of course, it's Jonas, that idiot, not to mention I know who threw him as he can't do it himself. Travis comes up behind me and picks me up, " Are you okay? Where are you hurt?" As I said, he's a big teddy bear to me; at least Travis is incredible. "I'm fine, just a broken nose and a rib or two from his fat ass sitting on me," I say with a smile that hurt. Travis looks at Jonas " can you take care of him? I'm going to take Alex to the nurses' office." Jonas nods and turns his entire body to stone as he fades from view. We arrive at the nurses' office, and Travis starts talking to the nurse.

TWO HOURS LATER

They are still talking; why do they continue to speak? Does Travis have a crush on the nurse? No, he's way too composed; the last crush he had, Travis had more sweat on his body than water inside; he's a full-blown weirdo. But an awesome weirdo, as you can see, he cares a lot about his friends. Anyway, off track, I need to shut them up. The only thing my powers are useful for, I'll do something like a large Tibetan mastiff. I'm going to take a big breath to wind up "meow" fuck, not what I wanted but grabbed their attention. "Oh, sorry, Alex; I forgot you were up there; excuse me, ms nurse, can you fix him." He asked sweetly, " haha, yes, of course, it is my job, of course." she responds, and he puts me on a bed and walks to the wall, and sits on the floor. The nurse wraps bandages around my ribs and sets a bendable metal bar on my nose. She touches my forehead, A blinding light envelopes me, and I start to feel better immediately, and as soon as it started, it was gone; she waved a hand in front of my face " You should keep that on for a while, at least until tomorrow okay?" I nod my head and get up; Travis and I walk outside where we see Jonas " YO DUMBASS, did you get your ass handed to you?" I say with a grin; my eyes trail to his hand, where he's holding his side " Nah, I whopped him down; you know Pearson can't beat me." He says, smiling, then winching and faking a laugh. " Dude, come on seriously, let's get home and patch that bruise you got," I say with worry taking over my voice. He shakes his head "Nah; I'll be okay, no worries besides, we need to get home play some video games at Travis's house." He smiles; I match it and walk to the teleporters, " Hey, by the way, what happened with that fight anyway?" I ask curiously, "Nothing too big ton of punches, couple of kicks, and some headbutts. Nothing good happened, don't worry, you didn't miss anything." He says, obviously trying to cover up how much it hurt, but if I try to push him, he's going to shut down and not tell me anything. I nod, dropping it.

"Fine, keep your secrets then," I say, memeing him. He groans, and we walked in silence. When we get to the teleporters, Travis strolls up, slides an 'I'm rich, and I want everyone to know it' in reality, it's a card only elite citizens of city A, so now you know that I am not. Joking when I say he's rich, anyway, he slides the card, and the teleporter lights up (Carroll gets a card from her clients). Jonas walks through, and the teleporter closes. Travis repeats the process until all of us are outside his house as close as we can get because of the bodyguards who have to cancel power that can block anything. You can imagine how much it costs to hire them. Travis gets angry, and busts down the gate; the bodyguards go on high alert. Of course, he takes them down. Jonas and I walk in and see his parents, anna, a nice polish woman, and Paul, an African American born in well, America. "Hello, Alex, Jonas, how are you? Where is Travis? Is he fighting again?" Anna asked, sipping tea in fine china; she doesn't even react when Travis bust down the door to the mansion. "You're grounded, Travis, nothing for three weeks," she says calmly; Travis doesn't even blink an eye as he knows that they can't stop him, and he knows that they know that it was training for him, so most likely he will be just fine the only people who won't be okay are the bodyguards they will most definitely be fired because of their inability to protect them as Anna would put it there are always bigger fish. So I still feel bad for those guys every single time Travis comes home; he attacks the guards and wins; you wouldn't believe me, but it is his way to protect his family by making sure only the best are protecting the ones he loves like I said he is a lovely guy in his way. It's just that no one else understands him.

I think it's also because he sometimes speaks in an unknown language. It is super weird; sorry did it again; I didn't mean to; back to the story, we go up to the 8th floor, where it's entirely his he has a bathroom larger than my house. I think it's because of the incident a couple of years ago when he changed into his giant form and couldn't change back, so everything got upgraded, so he couldn't get out of anything like bathing or doing homework. Everything is enormous but small enough to use for a dwarf. I swear it changes sizes, I can't prove it, and it annoys me; we walk to the living room area and sit down as Travis turns on his game console, the MX487 newest one on the market; who cares it is not like I do we always hang out at his house cause I can't afford anything fun even with my two jobs. Jonas's parents don't like me that much, so we hang out here instead. It's relatively calm because of us being on the eighth floor. Still, the calmness ends soon enough because he brings out immortal combat; it doesn't make sense cause the whole point of the game is to kill everyone else in an all-out war, but we don't play like that; it's usually it is us three against two AI in a tower type game mode.

Its fun but I get bored quickly its always like I'm missing something because when I look at the people around me they all look happy and smiling but I don't feel that It feels like its something wrong with me and I cant fix it and It hurts It hurts so much I want to be happy like all of those around me I feel like when I visit family that I don't belong that I am not wanted there and it sucks because deep down I know that they care and want me there but I cant help but feel like Im a burden to all of the people around me like I would be better off dead but I also know that if I die it would bring others to tears and derastic measures and I would never want that, that's why when ever I have some long sleeve item on my torso I roll up my sleeves as to show that I wouldn't hurt their feelings I don't want to hurt them I burst out crying and drop the controller and Travis and Jonas look at me and they start fiddling their buttons on their controllers and I don't know what to do I see what Im doing to them If I wasn't around they wouldn't have to go to the city F school they would be successful. I cry harder, and Travis and Jonas hug me, knowing they can't do much to help me. I stand up abruptly. I keep my head down as tears hit the floor. "Travis, I need to get back. I have work in a couple of minutes" He starts to say that I'm lying because I am I don't have work today, but I cut him off, " I HAVE WORK TO DO!" I scream; he gets taken back; he nods and gets up, and Jonas sits there until we get right up next to the elevator " ALEX, IF YOU DO ANYTHING YOULL REGRET, I WILL KILL YOU!" He screams. I force a smile, tears still in my eyes, refusing to leave. "Yeah, man, no worries." I hear the voice in the back of my head that has been gone for a while come back and whisper, 'lier, you fucking piece of shit besides, they don't care; they just want to build up a relationship just to make it hurt more.'

I know that they care, but it won't stop me. I will not cut; I will make it a swift movement; nothing will make me hurt. I've been hurting my entire life; I don't want it to hurt anymore; I hope it will be over, I repeat in my mind over and over until we get the teleporters. Travis swipes the card, and I walk through without a second glance, nothing more. I get into my house and finalize my letter and close the laptop. I get on my bed and cry I cry and cry and cry for hours and hours. I don't want to die, but don't I have a choice its no use; there's no reason to live two weeks, two weeks; I repeat in my mind. It's the only thing I can think about. I cry myself to sleep and wake up to my mom crying. I open my eyes, and I'm floating; I look down, and there's a chair tipped over and my feet hanging. I realize what is happening, and I see my mother leave the room and then a scream and then silence.

I wake up sweating profusely. I hear the door open and shut. I look out the window, and it's dark out. I get off my bed and go to the living room and see Carroll sit down on the couch, oblivious to me. I use that to my advantage and scare her; she jumps good two-three feet in the air. I fall laughing; she hits me with a newspaper. I don't react, and eventually, she starts laughing too; when we calm down, I say hello and ask if she wants help with dinner; she responds, " No, I'm good to thank you, though did you take your medication?; I say yes, lying through my teeth, but you know what? they weren't working anyway, so screw it, I don't need them " Hey mom" " yeah" "what do you do when your not sure if anyone would miss you?" she looks at me worriedly and says, "Well, I would think back to any good time with everyone and think who made it good and I would have to remember It wouldn't be good without both of us a person's memories would be lost if the people they cared about weren't in them." I nod. "Hey, I'm not hungry. I love you, mom." I Give her a meaningful hug and walk to my room door, already installed again. I fall upon my bed and hope my nightmare is over.