[Spinning-Jack's Mannequin]
i feel like i do alot for him. like really.
he hurt his foot fairly badly over spring break. he decided to stop smoking. he got so angry that he kicked the shit out of a chair. he ended up fucking up all the ligaments in his foot. he cant walk. he is gonna have to be on crutches for a while, and possibly even go to therapy. he cant really walk. this morning, it took him 25 minutes to make a 12 minute walk. he was gonna be late to class at the rate he was walking. so he called me to drive him. at 8:11 in the morning. when my alarm doesnt go off until 11:30. so i got up and drove him. the whole time, i yelled at him for being stupid.
he was supposed to meet this bitch today before soc so she could return something of his that she had. he didnt wanna walk all the way to soc. i went to meet her for him instead.
i texted him after class to see if he needed anything, because even though he is a dumbass and did this to himself, i almost feel bad for him. of course, he needed something. he wanted me to bring him dinner. he texted me a little bit after that. he wanted me to bring his friend some food too. am i a delivery boy now? but of course, i brought it.
as i was leaving his place, i said "do you need anything else?" he said "you could go get me some cigarettes." i got angry. i yelled. "THE APPROPRIATE FUCKING RESPONSE TO THAT WAS 'NO, KAYLA, YOU HAVE DONE EVERYTHING FOR ME TODAY AND I APPRECIATE IT! AND NO I DONT NEED ANYTHING ELSE!'" he just stared at me for a second. then he said "i mean.. you have done everything for me today. thank you, i dont need anything else." after i felt sufficiently appreciated, i said "ok, now i will get you cigarettes." he said "do you wanna go to the bank and get money for me." i got angry again. i said "where the fuck is the bank?" he says "walmart." and i yell. "NO I DONT WANNA DRIVE ALL THE FUCKING WAY TO FUCKING WALMART." so he says, "its ok, you dont have to go." and i say, "ill get you cigarettes." and he says, "No. You dont need to worry about it," in a very matter-of-fact voice. and i say in an equally stern voice, "its fine. im getting you cigarettes." and then walk out of his room. then he gets mad. and he yells, "KAYLA. I COME BACK HERE! I SAID YOU DONT NEED TO." and i come back and yell, "IM GOING!" and he yells, "NO!" and we are literally just standing there yelling at each other back and forth. and finally i yell, "ILL BE BACK!" and huff out. i bought them and returned. he was sitting on the porch, looking a bit like a scolded puppy. when i walked up he said "im glad you're back." i handed him the cigarettes. he said "thank you. you are awesome." my anger melted away a little. i might even have smiled at him. maybe. as a test, i said, "do you need anything else?" he laughed and said "no im good. thanks." he passed. he asked me to hang out with him on thursday. he is good at winning me over. as i walked away i sighed loudly. "call me in the morning if you cant gimp to class in a timely fashion." he laughed. i said "call me if you need me. but seriously, try not to need me."
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