Chapter 5
Are you ready?
Yes No
After hearing a bit if my story your probably wondering how its relevent. Shit so am I, but Terushima was a big part of my life poor decisons to the good ones he was there.
We did part ways but for some reason seeing him walk through those doors gave me some comfort.
A smile so sweet jestured towords me? Tho i was an asshole all those years ago I feel like I never stopped talking to him.
It was strange.
"So what have you been up to Tsuks"
"Not much, school, cooking, fucking your mom"
"HAHAHA I BET YOU ARE TSUKS!"
"Ha, yeah"
"So how have you been Teru?"
"Pretty good I was living up in london for a couple months but you know it wasnt for me. They partys were shit."
"So you came back to an ass town where theres little to do except get drunk and involved in drugs?"
"I won't lie I missed it."
Of course he did.
I guided him to the chair to sit and started working on him.
He wanted a small design with heavy detail and shading.
It was a skeleton dinosaur, Teru was always know for his stupid fucking tattoos.
I never got them and I never will.
As i started the outline he continued to make the smallest conversation conversation.
I dont mean to be rude but it was nothing i expected.
It was mostly about his schooling his parents, and his drugs.
Some people just want it all.
Some just want eveything.
But I want happiness.
Teru thinks he found that in the drugs.
But i know he hasnt.
Even though hes the one who initially got me out of it, he never took his own advice and checked into rehab.
He just continued with the occasional heroin use.
I could see from the marks on his forearm. It's not like he hid it well.
"Yo Teru quick question what are those marks on your arm?"
"Oh yeah uh you remember when you went into rehab?"
"Mhm"
"Well while you were in there lets say i got into some new things"
Im not suprised anymore.
Just disappointed.
Its not like he'll care what i have to think anyway.
Fuck man, I want to help but it's like theres nothing I can really do.
+5 he wants to help!
God just leave me alone if i could quit right now and just get out of here I would. I didn't want this, mom forced me.
Why does everything fall on me?
I just want to be happy if someone or just anyone believed in me I could do this, I don't believe in myself are you crazy? But i need someone to, some to tell me I'm capable of doing more then being a disappointment.
