LOGIN"You're four minutes late!" Joe reported with his ice-green eyes fixed on me.
"Hm ... I don't care," I whispered to me.
“Not in that tone, Preston! Today you have an exceptional grace period! From tomorrow you will be on time! And now sit down and have some more breakfast, ”he replied with undertones in his lap.
“Didn't Tesa tell you that I don't eat anything in the morning, but only prefer a glass of orange juice? And where is my mum anyway? ”I asked Joe skeptically and, unimpressed, began to rummage through the cupboards for a clean glass.
“Ok, that's fine with me, then you won't get anything to eat! Your mother's been out of the house since five. That's what she told you last night, if you'd listened properly! ”He replied gruffly and began to clear the table.
Joe obviously tried to get along with me and, apparently, tried quite hard, but this strange distrust stuck with me anyway.
When I opened the third one, I finally found a glass and poured myself some juice at the fridge and asked Joe carefully: "Don't you have to go to work?"
“Not until half past eight for a good five hours. Didn't your mother tell you that the company I worked for is expanding abroad and laying everyone off? ”Joe turned to me, surprised for a moment, and stared at me briefly. Then he immediately went back to the dishwasher.
"No, she didn't mention that! How did you expand?" I leaned against the counter and watched Joe go about his business, sipping my juice eagerly.
"Well, the company I was employed as an assembly worker is now based in Holland. We all received decent compensation. I'll be out of work soon, but it's not that bad. I have enough reserves to easily handle two Years to go on well. I can also work four days. This afternoon, by the way, I have to do the last registrations with your mother. So when you come home from school, we will not be at home End of school going home! Do you understand? "He explained as if it were nothing.
"According to me. Joe tell me something else, how do I get to school now? And where can I find it? ”I added suspiciously and drained my glass worriedly.
Was it really mistrust that I felt, or was it the sheer fear of having to suffer rejection and violence again?
My previous experiences with mum's lovers have been rather bad. For as long as I can remember she dragged guys who were all idiots. Either she had a gambling addict, a macho wannabe, or an alcoholic ass in tow.
In the beginning, the guys were all nice and nice. But the more often I was alone with her lovers afterwards, the more they showed their true colors. Suddenly they turned a harsh tone and ordered me around. Until I resisted and no longer wanted to put up with everything. The whole thing rocked up and I was beaten up by the guys.
But the worst result was always that my mum never wanted to believe me. She always thought I was lying and didn't allow her to be happy. Only when their love affairs were over did she apologize for being so blindly in love. Disgusting.
Her last guy was the worst of them all. A real greasy and fat chunk of puke who had beaten me across the apartment and with everything he had on hand. Shortly before it was over, he even locked me completely out of the apartment for two days. I had to see for myself where to sleep. Fortunately, I had friends I was staying with.
If there was one thing I knew, after all these experiences, then that I didn't want a new "daddy" and certainly not one whose name was Joe and we even had to move because of him.
Well, maybe that was a little bit of a lie now. I could admit this to myself. In fact, I was the reason we fled Philadelphia so quickly ... be that as it may.
When I noticed the page was soaked in blood, I had to stop. I couldn't write any more. My action at that moment was frozen by the sight. My right hand and my ballpoint pen were already covered in blood. I closed my eyes and closed the book first, pushed it under my bed before I got up and then quietly but quickly scurried into the bathroom. Once there, I frantically washed my hands and my left forearm. Two of the cuts were even deeper than expected. Immediately I went to the closet and packed the basket with bandages under my arm, with, to my room. There I bandaged my forearm. Then I did the same with my right hand.I needed another cigarette. My body started shaking and obviously seemed to be in withdrawal. I lit a butt and immediately took the first draft. Immediately I felt my racing heartbeat calm down and I buried my bound hand in my pocket.It was already quite late in the evening. Suddenly my mum was standing in my room. In my life I hadn't expected her any
Damn it, what was he doing here now? My head moved to the side and I noticed that the boys from the parallel class have also arrived here. Obviously we had sports together. Great!"Then pay close attention, Raul. You better let go of me now and never touch me again! I definitely don't want any stress with you here! Just leave me alone and you better get out of my way! And by the way, I want to have my jacket back right away, ”I replied meekly and tore myself away from the guy in panic. I couldn't bear to be touched anymore. I was aloof!Raul looked at me from head to toe before he let go of my collar and immediately grabbed my left arm when I reflexively wanted to turn away from him. I caught my breath in shock, so that I could hardly breathe.“I really want to, for you, Preston hope. Oh, look at that. Our fagot is even an emo! It also cuts itself! Are you going to cry in a corner now? Why do you actually do something stupid? You are probably not tha
The radio jumped on and said something about 30 degrees and bright sunshine. As soon as I opened my eyes and wanted to switch off the alarm clock, pleasant music started playing and I turned on the other side."Preston do I have to wake you every day? Get up and come down," came Joe's stern voice."Hmm ... I'll be right there," I muttered, pressing my head into the pillow again."I hope so," he replied and audibly left the floor.Oh man, I didn't feel like going to school, I thought to myself and slowly tormented myself. I mean, after yesterday's botched school start, I couldn't look forward to having to go there again. Because I didn't necessarily want to experience more embarrassments again.Completely sleepy, I padded to the closet, pulled some fresh clothes out of the closet and strolled with them into the bathroom. Finished washed and styled, I examined my hair one last time in the mirror. One, two, three strands that fell annoyingly in my fac
Preston o`Connor! It's a shame that we have to get to know each other like this. This is your first day of school and you are already getting noticed. I don't even want to know what you have to say about it. Not to mention because of them Raul Hamton! You will both be warned! I will contact your parents and inform them of this incident. If this happens again, I'll give you a reprimand! And now go back to your classes. The conversation is over! ”, The burly older man with dark brown short hair and a beard explained to us."Please excuse the inconvenience, Mr. Brown," I said quietly and Raul apologized as well. We both got up and went outside without a word."We are far from finished Preston," Raul warned me and disappeared.I also strolled back to my class, shaking my head.At my old school, I was the gangster who always hung out with high school students. The girls flew on me in a row and I never had any problems finding followers. You only needed t
Hi you pretty ones. How are you? ", I asked overpowering the group.“Good and yourself?” One of them wanted to know."Girls. This is Preston. Preston that's Hannah, Michaela, Antonia and Paula. You already know my BBF Betti and me. Hannah and Antonia are in our parallel class, ”Laura introduced me to the girls, one after the other, starting from the left."Hi," I replied legendarily.“And did you arrive safely? How do you like school so far? Now I finally have the pleasure to talk to you. Our new one in the class, "Paula immediately poked me."Yes, everything is great. It's just a little strange having to get up so early in the morning, Paula. My school always started at nine, ”I explained patiently."What really? You had it good Why did you move to Germany? You lived in America ”, this Paula continued to bombard me."You look really cute", Hannah whispered suddenly, with a bright red head in betwee
Yes, Ms. Brown," I couldn't bring myself to say so easily.“Your class is 10 F. The class leader is called Ms. Liebhold. Unfortunately, I can't leave here at the moment, because I'm alone and waiting for an important call. But I'm sure you will find your own class. It's also very easy. You have to go upstairs next to our office, to the first floor and left to the very back. On the wall, next to the classrooms, are the classes and the cables on them. If I am not mistaken, it should be the third or second door from the back on the right, ”she explained to me with illuminated hand movements."OK. Thank you. I'll find it, ”I replied and politely said goodbye.I followed their instructions and immediately found my new class at the penultimate door. I paused for a moment in front of the locked door. He took another deep breath and finally knocked haphazardly and entered."Um, good morning ... I'm Preston o´Connor. I ... I'm probably new