It's been three weeks now, and nothing has happened. NOTHING! It's driving me fucking insane! I can't take just sitting here waiting for something to happen while I stress out all day just for nothing to happen. So I set up another fight. I can use it to get rid of the stress, at least for a little bit. It's been a while since I fought but I haven't just been sitting on my ass. I've been training, but I can only do so much while I’m stuck in this house.

Even with my training I still need to come up with a strategy to beat the homewrecker in a suit. Or else the next time I run into him things might just end up the same way as last time. That's why I need to fight. That and I just need to hurt something. It's like every day I don't fight the thoughts in my head just grow darker and darker.

I put on my bloodstained fighting shirt and my dark blue hoodie. This time, instead of leaving the back door unlocked like I normally did I went out a window on the second floor. I didn't want someone sneaking into my house again, and from here on the roof, I can just hop down to the grass. Me and... we used to sit up here and hang out all the time. After staring at a spot on the roof I jump off, landing on the ground with a roll that propelled me right back up to standing.

I make my way through the houses and onto the main road. This time I was taking the route Aaron showed me. While I didn't know it that well people might know that I frequent the other way, people like camo-pants. So I'm playing it safe. While I'm walking I should probably come up with a strategy to beat the homewrecker. That and I need to find the guy who knows where I live. Aaron hasn't said anything to me about it but I need to make sure he keeps quiet. I'll have to wait for that so.

Strategy first. I can't do anything if I try to punch homewrecker, he'll just catch them. Kicking isn't an option because I have no idea how and I would probably just lose my balance. Maybe? Since my hands seem to flow into his I'll just use that to my advantage.

"Since I know I'm going to be able to connect with his hands I can--"

BAM, a sharp pain burned in the back of my head. The second I felt it the world slowed. I felt something crack over the back of my head in slow motion. Pieces of dark brown glass fell in front of me. Looking at them I saw what looked to be shattered pieces of a beer bottle. Then everything went black.

Sounds. Everything I heard was muffled and barely audible. I tried to open my eyes but my body wasn't responding.

"Damn you fucking nailed him!"

"Alright pull back his hood let’s make sure it's him."

"Oh shit, it is him. That guy wasn't lying, that really is where he lives."

(Inaudible words)

"Fuck yeah, now throw him in the back of the truck."

I heard a loud noise. It sounded like an exhaust you would hear on an old antique car. My body bounced up and down while rolling around. Why can't I open my eyes? This feeling, it's familiar.

Then the sound of the vehicle stopping came to my ears as I slammed into something hard.

"Drop the tailgate and pull his ass out."

A loud metal sound rang out and I hear footsteps around me. I'm starting to feel my body once again. I try to lift myself up.

Whap. Something hits the side of my head. The force of the blow causes me to fall off something and land on what felt like grass. It took away the little control I was starting to get back.

"It's time for payback motherfucker!"

Finally able to pry my eyes open I see multiple guys around me. One however stands out because his front teeth are missing.

"Remember me BITCH!"

My sense of orientation comes back to me, enough to lift my head and look at the person. "Who... the fuck.. are you?"

Something strikes my side causing me to curl to the left.

"You mother fucker, fuck him up!"

The feeling of shoes digging into my sides starts appearing all around my body. The force of the blows caused me to flip and turn. Even with my numbed sense of pain, it was still enough for me to try and curl up into a ball to protect myself. The blows seemed never-ending.

"Wait guys, I got something!"

...

"Oh shit, you have a bat?"

"Not just that, here you use this."

"A bat and a golf club! Are you sure about that man?"

"Just shut the fuck up and hit him with it. He shouldn't die... I don't think."

Bam. Thump. Whap.

The blows stopped for a few seconds but now they felt even harder than before. My perception must have activated on its own because I felt every single one of them as they slowly dug into my sides with every strike. The pain was excruciating and it seemed to last forever. Until...

"What the hell is that on his wrist?"

"I've never seen a watch flash like that before."

"Take it, it might be worth some money."

...Everything faded away.

So cold. Opening my eyes, because I wasn't able to sleep any longer due to the cold, I remembered what had happened. Looking around, it was already dark and I couldn't see out of my right eye.

Ha, they got me pretty good. Trying to get up I felt the grass rub against my chest and stomach, I wasn't wearing anything but my underwear.

"Bawsstardss." Trying to speak let me know that my face was swollen. I put my hands by my shoulders to brace myself and get up. I began to push, "AHHHHH!" A wave of pain washed over my entire body. This isn't good, I've never felt pain like this before.

I can't give up; I still have to kill the motherfuckers that did this to me! I gripped the grass around me as hard as I could, using it to pull myself along the ground. Chunks of dirt and grass ripped out of the ground with every pull, but I was moving, even if it was only a little. As I continued pulling myself along the ground, my body began to warm up, and the pain starts to numb. Starting to develop a rhythm I began to move quicker, until "(Cough)"

Blood spat out from my mouth bringing me to a halt. I was nearly at the road, I could see it, but there was no telling how bad I was messed up internally. With every pull, I could be bringing myself closer to death. I stayed still.

Am I just supposed to stop and hope someone finds me? If anybody would find me, it would probably be the people who did this to me. I need to get out of here before they come back. So even if it's slowly killing me I need to move. I slammed my right hand down, digging my fingers into the dirt to get a good grip to pull on. Blood kept seeping out of my mouth as I pulled myself, but at this point, I couldn't tell if it was internal bleeding or because I was biting down so hard due to the pain of every movement. I could feel my nails beginning to bleed from being dug into the hard dirt, repeatedly.

I have to kill them; I will KILL THEM!

"If you want to kill someone so bad, why not yourself."

This voice, it can't be! turning my head to the left, I opened my eye as wide as I could. Tears came to my eyes the second I saw him. Tobie?! No, it can't be.

"Why, because you killed me?"

NO, I didn't mean to. Wait, he's reading my thoughts, this has to be a hallucination.

"So what if it is? Does it change the fact that what I'm saying is true?"

No... No, it doesn't, I killed you, Tobie. There's no way around it, it's my fault.

"So why, why do you keep on living when you have taken that away from me?"

I... I don't know, it should have been me, but I can't kill myself. I couldn't do that to--

"To your mother? Oh, so now after spending your whole life ignoring what's best for her you decide to try and live for her sake? Well did you ever think that maybe your living, isn't the best thing for her?"

What?!

"Just look at what you have done these past couple of months. You come back and blatantly ignore her concerns for you, put yourself in harm's way, and end up in the hospital multiple times. You think this is what's best for her?"

No.

"So maybe the best thing you can do for her is just die!"

...Maybe... but I can't--

"WHY?!"

BECAUSE I WANT TO LIVE! Not for your sake, not for Ma's, but for me. I'm just too selfish to die.

"Fine, then live your miserable life, what's left of it that is."

I will... Tobie?

"What? What more could you possibly want?"

I'm sorry Tobie, I'm sorry I couldn't save you.

Tobie looked into my eyes before turning away. No... wait, please don't leave me! He continued walking until he vanished. I slammed my head to the ground. "DAWWIT!" Tears came pouring out of my eye so fast I thought my eyes themselves might fall out.

"I, will, live." Pushing off the ground my body erupted with pain, I ignored it. I felt sharp pains stabbing my sides as I got to my knees. Now upright, I was able to look down and see the condition of my body. Dirt covered my raw and bleeding skin, apparently, at some point, the rough rock-filled dirt had started to dig through my skin. I had wounds all across my chest and stomach. They disguised my deeper injuries, but on my sides where there was less dirt, I could see the black and purple marks caused by bruising. It hadn't been long since my beating, I don't think, so they must be pretty bad to already be that pronounced.

Finally getting up the courage I put a foot out in front of me. Now, down on one knee was the moment of truth, I pushed and hard as I could through my legs. I barely made it to a standing position. Now my only hurdle was trying to stay upright as I walked.

With each step gravity fought hard to pull me back to the ground, with me just barely beating it every time. The road was now less than thirty feet away, I was almost there. Once I get to the road somebody will be bound to see me, and with that my life will be assured. Now that I was close to the road I could see the area I was in. The houses definitely looked as if I was somewhere near Aaron's house, I shouldn't be far.

Only a few steps from the road I heard someone, "Oh my God, what did they do to you?" I forced my left eye to focus, trying to make out the person that was talking and where they were. I found a figure across the road, as my eyes adjusted I was able to make out who it was.

"YOUUUUUU!" The mother fucking kid who told them where I lived, the sole reason they were able to follow me and catch me by surprise!

"I'm so sorry, they made me tell them. I had no idea what they were going to do to you. They told me where they left you and I came to help you."

Blood flowed out my mouth every time I spoke, but that didn't stop me, "I'll KILL YOU!" I stepped out into the road, reaching for him, nothing would stop me from getting to him. Nothing...

BAM!

Screeching tires were the last thing I heard before being hit from the side by a car.