Difficult (Complete)

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---Ike's pov---

We left and I walked Firkle back home. After that I went home and ate dinner with my family.

After that I had a shower and went to bed. I hope tomorrow's a good day.

---Firkle's pov---

I sat in my room in the dark. It was way past midnight and I couldn't sleep.

Even if I could, would I be sleeping right now?

Maybe.

I stared at the ceiling tracing the cracks and rough patches in my mind. I folded my hands over my chest.

Why am I so concerned about this anyway? I don't need to be. Who cares what Ike does?

I sigh and roll over putting my hand under my pillow and glaring at the window.

Fuck this. I'm not staying in this stupid fucking house any longer.

I push my covers off of me and put on my combat boots. I push open the window and jump out onto the roof.

I grab my bag from inside and through it over my shoulder as I slide down the roof. I climb down the side of the house and look back at the house before running off.

I'm going to graffiti some shit tonight.