THE QUIET.

|seven

i can finally go back to school tomorrow.

it's already been a month.

usually,

i would hate the idea of school.

but it'll be so fucking nice to get out of this hell for eight hours.

i was pretty satisfied with myself last night though.

after i confessed that about you,

i managed to make them uncomfortable.

my father was clearly trying to hold himself back from beating the shit out of me,

my mother simply stared down at the table and drank her tea.

later,

i heard them arguing about it.

they both were clearly pissed off.

at least i did my job at being an awful son.