I Don't know You

I dont know

Have you ever found yourself lost? Well I have. Am I still lost? Maybe. I don't know you tell me. Where am I? Who are you? Wait who am I? Oh yeah Im -------

"Earth to Darren, hellooooooo, you've been staring at the wall for 30 minutes now" said Miss Allen. Her frail white fingers tapped his shoulder.

Darren shooked his head to the counsellor. "I'm fine. I mean look at this fine figure of a man" He grinned. Which rewarded him with a chuckle from her which to him was rare.

Darren hated this feeling of being questioned. Feeling powerless as this so
called hazelnut eyes counsellor eyeing him. Bullets of sweat came down from his forehead. Ew nasty he thought

Silence fills the room*

"Listen Darren" He gulped upon hearing those heavy words. "You can't just waste my time and you're parents money and more importantly your own time. You're still 16 and got decent looks.Find something that pique your interest. Im here to help"She rambled on.

Darren was ready. After 2 month of being admitted here. He learned the ways of the husband which is just nodding and hoping. He doesnt hate Miss Allen but he know when she's gonna go and when she does. She does not stop.

"You know- can't come here forever" Darren interrupted suprising Miss Allen. She recovered fast as he was standing up heading towards the door.

As he's about to leave Miss Allen raises her voice yet in this calm counsellor demeanor "Don't forget to take your pills"

And 'Kriiiikkkkkk' the door closed behind him leaving Miss Allen alone dumbfounded

"What am I gonna tell Mr. Cyan this time" she mumbled

*STOMP STOMP STOMP as he rush to leave the private center

Feeling a tad nauseous for the amount of energy he spent on the exchange he stop to gather some O² "Jeez I should exercise more" as he saw his reflection on the vending machine. He continued "Damn look at those bags. Why is my Asian genes failing me" then just as his insecurity rises

*OMAE WA MO~~~~SHINDEIRU
Utsumuita kono kodeka tonton his phone ringtone filled the hallway

"Shit shit shit, this stupid ringtone" Face flushed as all eyes on him:he quickly hide beside the machine to take the call. Still feeling the judging stares of the people around him

"Hey sweetie, I heard from your father that Miss Allen called" His Mom voiced came on

"Mom, I told you not to call me"He rebutted

"I'm waiting outside,Don't make your mother waiting young man"she said firmly. He recognized that tone. He knows that she means business but he wasn't going to back off that easily.

I brought my bike with me mom so you should head on home" he replied calmly. Trying to sound demanding yet it backfired. Making him sound like a dying goose.

"Yeah no, we need to talk" she insisted.

"But mom---no but" He was cut mid sentence. He made a face similar when he lost in every game he ever played :(

*BRRRRINNNG* CALL ENDED

"She never listen, prolly the asian genes betraying me again. Well asian genes 1-O Darren" he snickered. He pulled up his hoodie to cover his worn out Expression

When he opened the the door with a push sign with a pull. What he came across shocked his balls. Ouch

"FUCK ME" He cried

For he saw his Raleigh bike broken. The petal was broken off. The chain was broken off. Honestly it looked like if a sumo wrestler sat on it. As he examined it closer he could see graffiti. More specificly a picture of men's ding dong: a penis

He was furious. His fist clenched. Eyes narrowing. Thinking who would do such a thing. He took a deep breath and finally took note of the surroundings. The first thing he saw was his mother. Her eyes was teary and he remembered how hard she worked to get him that bike for his 12th birthday

His mom finally took him in for a hug."Sorry,sweetie" she muttered. He can hear pain the voice produced and that hit him hard. "It's okay, mom" he replied back hugging her tightly. He couldn't care less how much of a scene was happening. It's been awhile since he saw his mother crying and he was the reason for it only make him feel guilty. "Lets get into the car mom" trying to sound kind as possible. He was mad about the bike but right now, his number one priority is mom he thought.