Chapter four: My story.

Dean

   

  "Hey baby boy!" Alyson squeals excitedly from a distance, running towards my friends and I with a wide grin plastered on her annoying face. At this point, I honestly wish more than anything that I could get her out of my life forever but I can't do that at least not right now.

 Alyson had to be the most unbearable and craziest person in my life right now and the only reason I still haven't left her is simply because she might be a threat to my freedom and I since I’m not ready to lose my freedom, I had to continue dealing with her but believe she's a fucking pain in the ass.

"What is it you want Alyson? As you can see, I’m busy with my friends."I hiss at her immediately, sounding very irritated as usual.

"Oh c'mon babe, you know perfectly well why I’m here. I obviously came here to invite you for lunch. Are you in?" She asks with a tight lipped smile and I could tell she was only trying her best to hide her anger by smiling at me and since I wasn't in the mood for her embarrassing tantrums, I walk past her not bothering to reply her since I already knew she would still make me have lunch with her anyways.

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  Finally I'm able to avoid Alyson for the rest of the day and actually get to hang out with my friends which is rare nowadays since that tailbone doesn't let me breathe. She's always trying to control my every move like a psychotic wife.

"Oh hey bro, you’re here! How the hell did you get rid of your girlfriend?" Jack asks mockingly, wearing a sly smile on his stupid face.

"Well guess what? The stupid bitch finally decided to go home but not before giving me a warning not to hang out with any other girl. Ugh! Lately, her habit of stalking me keeps getting worse." I reply back not trying to hide my intense joy of finally getting out of her clutches. If you're wondering why I'm so happy that my girlfriend is out of my way for the rest of the day, then you should probably know that our relationship isn't based on love or like at this point. To be fair, at a certain period, we both liked each other a lot or so I thought before she suddenly changed from the pretty little angel I fell for to the complete demon she is now.

   "Okay, changing the topic to avoid soiling the mood, bro has that chic approached you?" Kyle, my best friend asks quickly with his attention still focused on the blonde girl dancing around him to get his attention.

 "What girl are you talking about now? Bro, you know how much I hate girls!" I answer back although I knew that was a lie, I loved girls but the only reason I haven't been with any other girl in the last three years is because I’m desperate to keep my secret a secret, so I’ve stayed loyal to Alyson.

 "C'mon Dean, you should know who I'm talking about. I mean Sasha Milton, the biggest bitch in school and the one you happened to push because of your fight with Alyson."Kyle answered back finally turning his full attention to me.

    "Look Ky, I'm gonna tell you the same thing I told Jake, I'm not afraid of some lousy bitch with bad attitude and trust me that girl probably knows she can't mess with me and that's why she's laying low and avoiding me. I’m also not scared of some silly child and her bullying squad. They can all go to hell for all I care!" I reply him boldly and after answering him, I get up and joined Jake on the dance floor till I notice someone was actually watching me.

I knew all too well that Alyson was behind this. This wouldn’t be the first time she would sent someone to spy on me to make sure I don't hook up with any other girl and whenever I confronted her, she claims she's only looking out for her interest like I was some kind of investment. Psychotic, am I right?

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  "Hey mom, I'm home!" I call out immediately I walk in, leaving my car keys on the nearest table before heading to the kitchen to go give my mom a hug.

"Welcome home sweetie. You already missed dinner, want me to make you something to eat? " She asks after giving me one of her super bear hugs as usual. Katelyn McCain, my beautiful mom is actually not my birth mom but my foster mom. She had taken me in thirteen years ago after my parents died in a ghastly car accident. 

As much as I loved my foster parents for everything they had done for me, I couldn't help wish my own parents had never died. Maybe If they were alive I wouldn't have done what I did and maybe Alyson won't be in my life cause with her all I feel is hate. I hate myself, I hate Alyson and I hate Nick Mendez because he was the beginning of all my problems and he made me do things I regret deeply and wherever he is, I hope he rots in hell.