Chapter 113: Chapter 13

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David practically stomped in his room, slamming the door slightly and crawling in his bed. Is anyone should not exist that should be Kyle.

FOUR THOUSANDS WORDS! David screamed in his pillows. All because he was done with homework, is that a crime?!

He took sometime to gather his emotions and he was up going to write down what he was asked to. Every word he wrote made his feel like really pouring his heart. Kyle was an asshole, a bastard! A piss butt! A son of bitch! A deck! A bloody fucker with no occupations than to anger him like hell!

"Ugh!" David groaned when he saw he was just zoned out staring at the fifty words he just wrote. It made him even upset. He still had 50 times 80 words to go.

He squeezed his pencil snapping it in two. "Fucking bastard." He muttered.

A soft knock pulled him out of his thoughts. He glared at the paper in silence, if it was Kyle he had no patience to speak with him.