A feeling of irritation waved through me, while waiting in a class full of morons to just leave. After my little quarrel with Rick I could barely sit down on the chair. I felt the blood boiling inside me.

How he dare defending that retarded bitch? The plan should have been simple, beat the crap of Sebastian then do some photos to humiliate him in public and to stay away from us. James agreed with me silently, while Rick was in. I know he was always pesky because of the clinginess.

I wondered what changed. I bet he gave him a good BJ in the bathroom now for saving his ass. My neck hurts and all my body trembles, not in fear but in anger, while I had no mood to stay still like a good puppy, how Sky wants us to act.

He ran with the tail between his legs. I had right…

“Chill dude!” I heard JD which was behind me, while he was standing up because he was called out by Sky which was looking like a wet rat. He took his backpack and slid it over his shoulder,while winking at the all class.

“Goodbye bitches!” He yelled, while I showed him my middle finger.

“I’ll chill when I can be out and away from the backstabbing …” I didn’t continue, because Rick was once again ready to jump at my neck, ready to kill me. I just smirked and looked toward Alyona feeling satisfied.

“Laugh how much you can.” Rick told me, while he turned his gaze toward her as well. He opened his mouth to say other things but once again the door opened and Sky entered having a look in his eyes like he just lost his pet or something.

“Okay all, your parents will come and pick you all one by one.” He said and I felt like rolling my eyes, while he just looked lost in his notebook.

“Why?” I asked him and he just ignored me. It took just twenty minutes for the class to get empty from the ones which had the little accident in the bathroom, me of course being the last to leave.

I stood up to walk from the room defying Sky. He couldn't hold me here. The moment I opened the door my eyes landed on Tyler's face and he looked awful and had a bored look all over his face. He pulled me from my hand, gripping it until it made me yelp. Sky glanced but did not say anything. I could see his sly smirk on his face though.

“So… Are you going to hold me so tight?” I asked him, while I was pulled outside the school. “It is called childhood abuse.”

“You’re not a child anymore Anthony.” He said and I snorted.

“Sky was awfully quiet,” I said, while he stopped and his head snapped toward me, hissing words in my face.

“What have you done Anthony?” Suddenly Tyler let loose my arm and started to walk back and forth in front of me. I shrugged. “Tell me something, the kid you were talking to last week… was Christopher?”

A smile appeared on my face but as well as annoyance.

“So what if I might have done that?” I said, while staring into his drained eyes. I could smell the alcohol coming from him. He drank again. He clenched his hand in a fist but didn’t raise it toward me. I stared at him, without flinching. “Why did you stop because you know punching was father dearest little new hobby?” Tyler calmed himself down, shaking visible but didn’t say anything else.

He just stared at me, in a complete silence; the only thing which perturbed the quiet moment was the sound of the rain, falling heavy.

He started to walk toward his car and made me sign to come as well. I walked slowly feeling the cold rain upon my skin. It was refreshing and washed all my thoughts with each drop of water that fell down on me.

The drive home was awkwardly silent while I played with his radio.

“I’m in no mood to have Sky on my ass all day.”

It was the single thing he told me then he went quiet.

“What do you want for dinner?” Suddenly Tyler asked, while we arrived in front of our “crumbling” house. I leaned with my head from the car glass and just stared at it, losing any mood to go out from the car and enter in it.

“What do we have?” I asked, biting my thumb.

“Pizza.” He said simple and plain while getting down from the car. Why the fuck you ask if we only have one thing? I hated seeing the dark that now resides in that house. It was once filled with joy and my mother laughed, and my father was holding me on his knees, while she was cooking dinner for all.

When did everything change?

I heard fingers snapping in front of me and at that moment I realized I was standing in the middle of the living room, staring blankly at the sofa.

“We need to talk about your new little prank.” Tyler said, while throwing his jacket randomly on a chair and opening a can of beer. He threw me one as well. I sip a bit from it and place it down on the dirty glass table which was most covered by garbage, feeling my stomach growling like an animal, expecting to be filled with food.

“Why…?” It seems to be the word of the day for me today.

“Why did you have to pick him from all?”

“Because he was willing,” I said simply, while sipping more from the can and staring at my family photo. In it was I, where I had ten years old my mother and my father. I knew the moment I found out I had a big brother that all my perfect life was just a lie.

“You know Theodore cares for him and I never agree …” He trailed off.” He has some …”

“Mental issues?” I cut him off, while walking toward the photo and placed it down; hiding the smile I had in it, making me feel uncomfortable. “I found out last week. He already was annoying and clingy like hell, but heck being crazy, well had to get rid of him faster, the fucker scares me like hell now each time he is staring at me.”

I finished, while dropping the half empty can in the trash.

“He is not crazy Tony.” Tyler stoods up and started to walk upstairs, while now taking the bottle of brandy. “He…”

“I know you never liked him each time your precious Theo was bragging all day about how sweet and how great he is.” I stared in Tyler's eyes and I know clearly I hit a sensible cord. Even though he left his home he still loved that guy with all his heart.

He wanted to get back to him, to forget about me once again. I bet I was a nuisance to him.

Tyler breathes deep and vanished before my eyes, slamming his door a few moments later. I turned and walked toward the kitchen staring at the frozen pizza when I opened the fridge. It was only beer and pizza.

I pulled my phone out staring at it, and then fast dial James number.

“What you want.” He answered with his annoying voice.

“Food, buy me something good and bring it to my house, like a good boy you’re.” Simply, I replied and finished our conversation, feeling content. James, you’ll be a great tool to use.

With that thought in my mind I jumped on the sofa, thinking how to screw that idiot mind, with the help of my friends, which like me, got bored to have him always around and being clingy of us, when he knows well, we dislike his skinny ass .

I heard noise from Tyler's room but I did not get up. Again it seems he was “suffering.” Nothing and no one today can ruin my good mood. I closed my eyes and a flash of Sebastian's terrified face passed…

I close my eyes drifting into a deep sleep dreaming until I was awakened by a knock in the door. Inside the house it was dark and I felt shivers all over my body from the low temperature. I glanced at my phone and noticed it had only been two hours. I could feel nostalgia after a dream I couldn’t remember.

I was feeling warm in someone's arms, the contact with my skin, the sweet taste of the mouth I kissed, all lingered on my me, even after I abruptly awakened… A single thing couldn't remember, who was the person my dream that made me feel happy and safe.

“I’m coming James, hope you bought me something good,” I yelled, while trip by a chair and cuss under my breath from the pain which erupted in my leg, trying to forget my dream.

The moment I opened the door, before even blinking I heard a gasp and a stinging sensation on my jaw and I shuddered. Before me was someone I never thought would pass the house doorway and as well his guardian.

I rubbed my jaw, cussing in my mind before I laid my eyes on two fluffy eyes and two pissed off ones. “Theodore…” It was the only thing I could say before other hard slap echoed through my house.

“You both did enough damage.” I heard Mickael's voice coming behind those two, while he was holding James arm and with another the crazy kid who was looking white like a sheet. He told James to leave and he nodded not before turning toward me nodding to me that he knows what has to do.

I huffed seeing that he brought them here to scold me. Well played Sebastian.