Chapter 3: ?!

It had been a long while since then. The bullies were in critical condition, though they had somehow managed to live. They were also sent to juvie after recovery.

"Hey, I heard you get out in two months.. There's someone I'd like for you to meet.." She talked through the phone of the visitation area. Of course at that time she had my assface of a "new dad"

The months passed quickly, and I was released.. 

A 6ft man stood in the waiting area, he had a beer belly that stuck out for miles that his shirt couldn't even cover his stomach. he had a scruffy face and he looked like he was balding. 

We went out into the lot where he drove a rusty beat up Ford Ranger. As I got in I thought to myself that this better not be that someone.

He cranked the ignition Five.. Six.. Seven times before he ended up getting out. He popped the hood attempting to assort the problem. 

Meanwhile I began to drift away in thought. 'how long has it really been? what is today's date?' I thought of every single moment of being held in that cell. 'WHY THE FUCK WAS I HELD THERE. I DIDN'T DO ANYTHING WRONG.' Though I suppose they deserved it. "Did they tho??" I looked around to try to find the source of the voice. But never did.

Around 15 minutes later the fat man came back into the truck.

"Come on you piece of shit." He said smacking the dashboard, and just like that it started. Then he gave himself a smirk that the rest of his chin showed like a flower blooming. 

"Congrats. You're not as stupid as you look.." For some reason I just couldn't keep my mouth shut

We drove for a while until we got stuck in traffic. 

"Couldn't stay a while longer could you, little prick." He said as he came to pick me up. It was pretty obvious he didn't want me around, probably so he could bang my mom.

"Maybe I should've, you fatass pig." It was then we everything started.

He stomped on the brakes. Got out of the truck and pulled me out the passenger side door.

"You fucking little ass bitch." He threw me to the ground. "Say it again. SAY IT TO MY FUCKING FACE!"

"YOU'RE GODDAAMN FUCKING FATASS PIG!" He punched me in the face and then the gut. And with one strong right hook to the jaw he knocked me out.

From there he would choose to beat me anytime he could. Though he never let my mother see any of it at first. The one time I had tried to stick up for myself he had threatened to beat my mom as well.

"You're a goddamn wussbag. Don't you ever try anything or else your mama's gonna get it."

As I Lay there I think to myself, She's probably getting beat right now.

"AHAHA!!" I laugh to myself. Why the hell should I care?It was the first time he ever hit me and she didn't give a shit. I didn't have any reaction to it, because I didn't care. I thought about her, that she'd be okay. But that horrified look in her face when he hit me wasn't because of him. It was because of me. She was scared of me. I was the monster to her.

"What are we laughing about? I don't think I get the joke." I slowly turned my head to the direction of the voice and there he laid next to me. The man with white hair. He had no facial hair, his skin was smooth and pale. He had a feminine feature to him. His eyes, red. A vibrant red.

"Hey there Itachi." He sat up.

"AGGHHHH!!!" I screamed. I attempted to crawl away quickly but then he appeared right in front of my face.

"Boo!"

"AGGGHHHHHHH!!" I got up to run but then stopped when I just saw him rolling around on the ground laughing.

"AHAHAHH!"

"Why a-are you laughing.."

"Because you're funny. You're like, so stupid it's funny."

My face began to feel flushed.

"I'm not stupid! I'm not!" I had no idea or logical reasoning to have stood up for myself against this.. Dude who literally has come out of nowhere.

"OooOo, does poor little Itachi care about his feelings?? Not very manly I'd say." He puffed out his chest, mocking me.

"Who are you? What do you want?"

"What I want?? A giant reptilian giraffe! Wait no! A... Crane, those like cool birds, or like a vulture!"

"Im being serious!! Who are you and what do you want with me!"

"Hm. There's something within you Itachi.." He poked my chest. "In here, something that wants to get out and live freely.. yet everything in this world has only treated you like shit.. and so you began to treat yourself the same.." I looked down at my chest and where his finger pressed against it. 

"Itachi.. let's create a meaningful death? actually, a fulfilled life. In this world you aren't alone, there are people who will come into your life for better or worse. and sometimes you just gotta trust them and go along with it. So, let's take down everything that ruins the way of living, let's take down everything that hurts us.. let's start over, from the beginning, let's give ourselves a deserved death. Not in spite of the world but in spite of ourselves." I dont know what had come over me, I suppose it was something in the way he said it, something that made it feel too real. Something that meant 'let's destroy the entire world. Let's destroy everything, even against all odds.'

From the moment I saw him I knew there was something in him. I knew that he could change the world, for greater or worse. It's the people with the most corrupt, most hurting backstory that care the most, the ones who stand up against the odds.

Maybe he's right. I've been running for too long. I've been in the same state of ignorance. Life sucks man, A constant feeling of just wanting it to end, but not deserving to die. And if thats so, then lets either change to world for the greater or die a deserved death doing so.

"Come on Itachi, you and me, together." He smiled at me. "Let's Change The World." His eyes were so bright, he seemed to be filled with desires. And in that moment I felt it too. I want to move on from being me for a change. I want to learn how to live. I want to change the world! Because

 the world is… awful… it eats you up and spits you out. They silence you for every small thing. It's dangerous, and.. I want to change it...

But..

"I can't."