A Tale To The Heart

Metting And Court

 Harley Wayne pov

 I remember the first time I saw him, I remember the first time he set foot in this town. I remember the first time I saw him.”Ms.thorn” I remember the clothes he had on. “Ms.Thorn” I remember the look on his face and the calmness his face held when he first walked into the dinner. I remember the peace and calm in my little town, but I guess that's just the calm before the storm. “ MISS THORN”!!   

“Huh” I look up and the whole courtroom is looking at me including the judge and the bailiff. 

I cleared my throat  “ hum oh um yes sir ”. Do you solemnly and sincerely swear to tell the truth and nothing but the truth and do you truly declare and affirm that the evidence I shall give you shall be the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth? Do you promise before Almighty God that the evidence which I shall give you shall be the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth? 

“Yes “  

“Ms.Thorn you were the lover of Mr.Conrad, isn’t that correct”? The bailiff asks me. I swear on everything holy he has one more time to look at me with that smug face and all hell’ gonna break loose. “ not exactly”

  “ not exactly, hmm and I wonder what that means “ the bailiff looks at me with his head c****d to the side with the same smug look. It’s taking every ounce of respect and patience in every cell in my body to not roll my eyes and say f**k it. “Well Ms.Thorn would you like to explain the relationship between you to” 

    “It’s complicated”   “well how about you start from the beginning” dam this asshole really bugging. 

It was a Wednesday night at my grandfather’s cafe. It was around 10:23 and I was getting ready to close when the door ring. “ sorry were close, come back tomorrow.” I say cleaning off the tables, I’m the only one here since Garry the cook went home. ̈ ̈ the sign says you don't close till eleven” 

         I let out a deep breath as an involuntary shiver ran down my back. Only about 700 people in this town and I know every last one and this was not one of them. I mean I wasn’t scared since our town is so small we rarely have crime or robberies here. ¨ so are you going to serve me or just stand there” I turn around about to navigate who the f**k the person was talking to when I stopped, he was a dark figure hovering over the door peeking in, you could barely see his face but that doesn’t mean he finna talk to me any kind of way. Slowly I walked to the door, taking nice and slow steps using eye contact. As I get closer and closer I start to see some of his features like his jawline and hight roughly around 6 feet, doesn’t matter. As soon as my foot touched in inch if the door I slammed the door close ¨The f**k I look like serving you asshole¨

JACKSON POV  ¨I hate you I wish you were never born, your nothing but the devil, my life would be so much better without you.¨ those are things I hear every day from the so-called mother of mine. My mother and I never had a close relationship. I was never a mommas boy, hell I was never her son if you ask her. That’s why I’ve never cared about what anyone thinks about me, how could I when my own mother doesn’t give a dam about me.

All my life I’ve heard how much my mother hated me, every day, every night, and every hour. Even at a young age my mother always reminded me how worthless I am. I was never depressed I just never gave a f**k about anything how could I when the world never gave a f**k about me. I learned from my mother that no one will protect you from the world, and if they tried they would fail. Tragically. 

But of course, my teachers didn’t think so since I was so closed off and antisocial, but that doesn’t make me depressed I just didn’t have time for the bullshit of fake friends and talking behind each other back. Imagine that you tell some of your so-called friends your secret after they had promise they won’t. That the worst thing you can do in this world, break a promise. Those people deserve to die they deserve the worst death in the world. 

Why?       Simple why make me believe and hope when you have no intentions to keep your promise afloat, no those people want your trust and happiness just to watch it sink to the bottom to make themselves feel batter. Thatś, why you don’t trust anyone because anyone you put trust in, doesn’t return it, no they take if far far away and let it sink to the bottom of the sea of there broken promises with no intention with no intentions in bringing it back. 

I’ve never understood the human world I mean the would kill, steal, and hurt there love ones and then act innocent and confused about there punishment. They would even lie about it, and if you ask me those who lie about the s**t they do deserves to die as much as those who break trust, I mean what’s the point if you did it you did it and if you didn’t well you’ll probably get punished anyway.  The world is so f****d and people say I’m insane. Anyway, my mother moved us to this small ass town called Buzet. I know what you’re thinking what the f**k kind of name is that your guess is as good as mine. I’ve been walking for about 30 mins now and everything is closed except for this little cafe/diner with a sign that says close at 11 it’s only about 10:30. 

As I walk to the door there was a little woman about 5’6 dark brown curly hair and a sorta caramel /light brown skin tone. I cant see her face since shes turned around but as from what i see from here she has a fat ass. ¨ So are you going to serve me or just stand there” the little women turned around attitude as she just told me that the establishment was closed but the sign was obviously not lying about what time it closes. With a certain amount annoyance she turned around and from I could see she was attractive no doubt but that wasn’t what caught my attention and cause me to freeze. I was her eye, the eye that was placed in her birthright socket, it was different abnormal. It was beyond rare and for some reason, I couldn’t shake that off even after she slammed the door in my face after calling me an asshole.

Welp, I guess I found a new reason to stay in this town.