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13/ Life's A Mess
🕑 Added 2023-06-19 02:55:06 +0000 UTCShortly after, the scientists conducted new tests on her, while Juda had been taken to the hospital. According to the doctors who attended to him, his condition appeared critical.
"It's..." Said a skeptical scientist.
This time, the marker was there, the DNA marker that showed Kevin was an awakened one, the R gene.
"Bring the evaluation machine immediately." Requested a scientist.
They placed his hand on the machine to determine his grade, but the machine struggled to assign him a rank. Apparently, his mana was so weak that the machine couldn't detect it.
In the end, it was a first in history: rank 11 was assigned to him, the worst of all, as awakened ones were generally classified from 0 to 10. And he had just invented rank 11, a dumpster, that's how it could be defined. The scientists seemed disappointed, and after that, they left to discuss and establish the next steps for tomorrow.
However, the next day, while they were conducting tests on him, a woman entered the room accompanied by military personnel. That woman was Hélène, the scientist who had always felt remorse.
"The experiments end here!" She declared.
"What do you think you're doing, Hélène? You have no idea what you're doing!" Shouted one scientist.
"Yes, I am well aware, and I have actually leaked your little experiments." Hélène replied.
"What have you done!" Asked one of them, suspicious.
"You heard me right. This child is going back to her parents, to those who love her." Hélène said.
Indeed, Hélène, feeling guilty and unable to accept the fate of this child, as she saw her own son in Kevin. She had secretly retrieved the experiment videos to expose them.
As a result, public opinion was naturally shocked by the violence of the experiments. A public outcry quickly emerged, as the child they were supposed to protect had, in reality, been tortured. Initially, the media had tried to avoid the debate, but they were cornered and ultimately took the side of the family that had been victimized. Many people changed their tune, stating that Kevin should never have been taken away from his family.
Everything was quickly set in motion, with the government and politicians swiftly intervening. After all, their own reputations were at stake. All the scientists were promptly arrested, and legal proceedings were initiated. However, there were dark undercurrents in this story. Who had given the orders? How could such a thing have happened? The media avoided the subject, and the questions were swept under the rug.
Finally, Kevin was brought back to the doorstep of his home after more than a year of separation and torture. His mother and Marie were waiting for him, and he ran towards them as fast as he could, and they hugged him as tightly as they could.
"Oh, Kevin, my god, we missed you so much!"
Their hearts squeezed with both joy and sadness as they saw his once beautiful caramel skin now pale, bearing witness to the terrible year of torment he had endured. Their reunion was filled with both tears and happiness.
Where else could one be better than in the bosom of their family when they are loved?
Kevin's POV
Time passed, and strangely, the media fell silent about us. My nightmares were still there, but at least I had my family to face them with. After three years of staying at home, where I managed to confront my nocturnal crises, I finally wanted to go back to school. I wanted to regain a normal life, so I returned to middle school, and soon enough, I faced cruelty once again.
"Hey, zombie! You look paler than usual." A boy taunted.
"..." I remained silent.
"Hey, I'm talking to you!" He insisted.
Zombie was the nickname they gave me, due to my extremely pale skin tone and fragile physique. He had no idea what I had been through. Some knew, but still chose to persecute me.
The middle school years were filled with great violence, with a bunch of petty jerks who believed they were the center of the universe. There were the popular kids and then the rest. I was targeted for not fitting into that category, becoming a subject of mockery and bullying that later escalated into persecution.
Honestly, it was nothing compared to what I had endured, but psychological harassment is as destructive as physical pain. Life is a big game composed of suffering and joy, but I preferred to focus on joy. I had experienced far too much suffering, and I thought that many would want to be in my place.
I had a family, a roof over my head, a home things that many didn't even have a fraction of so I tried to put things into perspective as best as I could. Unfortunately, the more I advanced, the more I realized that humans are despicable beings. I had already understood this long ago, but I kept discovering new facets. The strong enjoy oppressing the weak, as it gives them a sense of power and superiority that flatters their egos.
I quickly became the punching bag, getting beaten up multiple times, repeatedly. Why? The reason is simple: I couldn't defend myself, and the weak are destined to be oppressed.
"Hey, zombie! I saw you talking to my girlfriend!" A boy said.
"I just helped her with her homework." I replied.
"Oh really? That's not what she told me." He smirked.
That day, I was beaten up once again. The worst part was going home and having to explain why I was in such a state.
"Big brother, who did this to you?" Marie asked, horrified.
"It's nothing, don't worry," I reassured her.
My mother always wanted me to stay home instead of going to school. But despite her complaints, those who harmed me only received a few days of suspension, which only made matters worse.
Humans are social animals; they need to interact with others to thrive. Friends, and especially romantic relationships, but my love life during those years was nothing but prolonged agony. I tasted not physical pain, but for the first time, the pain of the heart. Emotional wounds leave indelible marks in my heart.
Betrayal, lies, empty promises I discovered the troubles and pains of love.
Have you ever fallen head over heels for somebody.
That made promises to give you the world?
I really hope they held you down.
I really hope it was no lying.
'Cause when heart breaks it feel like the world's gone. Juice wrld
Every disappointment, betrayal has hurt me deeply to the point where, at one moment, I started to hate women. To despise them from the depths of my being. Some won't hesitate to lie to you and manipulate you. The last girl I dated cheated on me with the coolest guy in class.
I still see your shadows in my room.
Can't take back the love that I gave you.
It's to the point where I love and I hate you.
And I cannot change you, so I must replace you, oh.
Easier said than done, I thought you were the one.
Listenin' to my heart instead of my head.
You found another one, but I am the better one.
I won't let you forget me. Juice wrld
The one before last lied to me by saying "I love you" for 5 months, only to leave me for someone else. What is the meaning of saying "I love you" if it's a lie?
Tell me, what is the secret of love? I don't understand. I feel like I'm running a race that I'm not winning. Today, I met the Devil, and she had a smile on her face. - Juice Wrld
The next one was the one I lost my virginity to. I introduced her to my mother, but it turned out she was just an easy girl who slept with any guy she could. And I had introduced such a whore to my mother, I was so ashamed.
Mhm, they're rotting my brain, love.
These hoes are the same. Juice wrld
I have always done my best to give the best of myself, to be kind even to the worst assholes. Those who mistreated me and took advantage of me, which developed in me a difficulty to trust others.
I have seen children as young as 15 years old looking each other in the eyes, lying and manipulating each other. Talking behind the back of a friend and playing with the person's integrity in their presence.
Hate it when they play both sides.
Too low in my life.
Gotta stay high, gotta stay high. Juice wrld
Girls who jumped from one guy to another for reasons I couldn't fathom, and then played the role of the pure and saintly girl. The worst part was that all these people would grow up and become adults who would be part of society.
For the sake of my mental health, I decided to cut myself off from all of that and stay in my own corner, because it's better to be alone than in bad company. This lasted throughout the rest of my middle school years until my final year. That's when providence finally sent someone my way. I met my first true friend, Arthur.
"Hey, what's your name?" (Arthur)
"..." (Kevin)
"Come on, tell me." (Arthur)
I kept rejecting him for a whole month, but he still persevered.
"What do you want from me?" (Kevin)
"Nothing, it's just that you're like me." (Arthur)
"Like me?" (Kevin)
"You've experienced bullying and much worse, the child of miracles. Today, you struggle with human relationships. Am I wrong?" (Arthur)
"And what's your point?" (Kevin)
"Becoming friends, you and me. Building a bond that none of those other assholes will ever have. With their fake friendships and hypocrisy, a friendship that everyone would want but would never be able to achieve." (Arthur)
It's true, people are hypocrites. They lie to each other, betray each other. They try to harm others if they are better or if they overshadow them.
"So?" (Arthur)
His words were simple, yet true. For the first time, I felt something genuine and kind-hearted. So, I decided to give him a chance to try and create something.
"Let's give it a shot, you and me." (Kevin)
He extended his fist towards me with a radiant smile.
"Friends?" (Arthur)
And I responded, extending my arm so that our fists touched.
"Friends." (Kevin)
I wonder what life has in store for me next. These are just the sad experiences of a guy who seeks a hassle-free life. Always searching for someone to love and someone who will love him in return, whether in friendship or in love. But for now, love was something that had shattered me in less than three years.
"However, even if it's just one person, go for it and find someone unique who will become your one and only. But for now, it's just a realization of failure and a life filled with trials and indelible pain." (Kevin)
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"I hope everyone is having a good day. I hope that everyone has accomplished something important. Even if you haven't achieved anything significant, don't be discouraged. Try to accomplish something important tomorrow... and the following day... and so on. If someone is going through something, I hope and pray that you come out of it. And know that you have the strength to overcome whatever you're going through, no matter what it is."
RIP JUICE WRLD / 1998-2019
