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"Go to hi loser…" He all but shouted at hi to reason with hi

"You're a fucking loser… Nothingloser… You're just like him- punk bitch… That's why he never claimed you" The demons were alive and well inside of his head They were brutal on hio

"I hate you… I fucking hate you… I fucking hate you… you fucking punk-ass bitch" he passionately repeated over and over again as his feet reluctantly took those unwanted stepsthehim to safely cross the street The tears fell from his eyes once safely across the street

He knew the one that he hated wasn't the old man but hi toweak like this He hated hi; but what could he do? If he left this hapless, disoriented and confusedMr Ellis like he had abandoned him- he would be just like the man he swore he would never be like He would be just like his father The only way to break the cycle was to be and do the complete opposite of this man For some reason Jesus Christ ca how he used to wonder how did Jesus feel to die for a people who couldn't care less about his sacrifice

"Is this what you were feeling Jesus?" He asked aloud as if expecting an answer

Jayden could barely see the road as he drove Mr Ellis back to the house where he re His eyes were blurry with the tears that washed away his pride and killed his ego He needed to find so more than a punk-ass bitch and he needed to reaffirm and validate his worthiness as a ing about his son again He remembered when Markus had first started at the university

"Then you e orientation soon… Loyola this fall…" He remembered the conversation from when they had buo Markus was attending Stanford and Dinah was going don to orientation at Loyola