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i'm just a lost boy ..







"Kodee you been quiet all day, that isn't like you. You good"?

"Hy" Kodee mumbled as Depression and Obession by Xxxtentacion played lowly in "his" airpods

Somebody walked in the classroom and walked over to Kodee but he wasn't paying any attention

"Kodee look up" Chance said

Kodee looked up and seen Caden

"What"? Kodee made a face

"Nigga you got my beats"? Caden asked

"Man no ian got yo beats" Kodee lied

"Nigga they on yo head rn, gimme my shit"

"These mines nigga fuck on out my face with that shit"

"Yo broke ass can't afford no beats that's how i know for a fact they ain't yours" Caden said making everybody ouuuu

Kodee looked at him and looked beside him at Chance who was staring at him blankly

"Don't let him bitch you"

Kodee stood up and took the beats off before pulling his khai's up

"Fuck you say nigga"?

"You heard me bitch" Caden said pushing Kodee

Kodee stumbled back but quickly gained his balance and punched Caden making the class just riled up

"Beat tf out that nigga until somebody pull you off him" Chance said

Kodee did just that.

——

"Momma im sorry" Kodee said

"I don't want to hear it Kodee. Why you stole his headphones"?

"Because— you don't understand"

"You don't know what i don't understand Kodee"

"Fuck it" Kodee mumbled walking to his room

"You beat that nigga ass. Prada you jit"

"Chance leave me tf alone bra"

"Aye nigga if yeen did nun you would've been labeled ass a bitch. People already be clowning yo ass. You want yo respect right ? earn that shit. Youon get respect from mfs pushing you around"

"Ight man" Kodee said walking to his bathroom

Chance shook his head and disappeared. He couldn't stand when Kodee started with that depressed suicidal shit.

Kodee grabbed the razor out his drawer and pulled his sleeve up on his jacket

After the first cut everything was numb to him. He'd do it time after time not feeling nothing. It was getting numb to him.

His whole left arm was covered in scars. Some more faded some more red.

The razor he had wasn't as sharp anymore so it wasn't cutting as deep as he wanted.

He stopped and turned his sink on rinsing the blood off his arm

Before he grabbed the rag he always uses to pat it dry

Sighing, Kodee dried his eyes and walked out his bathroom and laying in his small twin size bed and closing his eyes.

Kodee was always asleep when he was home. It helped him escape from everything. Wasn't like nobody was waiting to talk to him anyway.

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