My bed is warm, and wet. Why is my bed wet? What's going on? I look down. Oh. I peed the bed again. Why does this keep happening to me? I need to get up and change the sheets, but that's too much work. My rolly chair is right by the bed, so I scoot into it, and roll to the stairs. My bell is right there, and I ring it. Someone comes to the door and it opens. Oh Luca, it's Jennifer. Why is she here?

What do you want, Jefferey?

Goddamnit Jennifer. You know my name. Use it! And I need mom.

I sneer as I say her normie name.

She's at the hospital, Jefferey. She had a heart attack last night.

Well, she needs to get home and change my sheets. I peed the bed again. This has been happening since you got my name wrong.

Jennifer comes down the stairs, and slaps me across the face. It stings, but not as bad as the retribution she will face. I'm writing a letter to Luca today, and he'll come fix this for me. Jennifer slams her nasty normie hands on my chair and looks down at me. I can see down her blouse, and her tits. She isn't wearing a bra. This is the closest I have ever come to having sex, and it's with my sister. Gross. She starts to say something to me, but I cut her off.

I can see your nasty normie tits down your shirt. You need to go put a bra on or go to the corner. No one wants that. Not even Richard, that's why he's having an affair.

She steps back at that, she doesn't know about the affair, I guess. I don't know if he is or isn't having an affair. She slaps me hard across the face. Before storming off. Her brown hair sways in the wind as she walks, and I'm repulsed. Now, I need to find my mother. Where is that useless bitch? The steps, these are my weakness, and adversary. Normally my father would help me up the stairs, but this isn't an option right now, so I slowly crawl up the stairs to the top. The kitchen looks weird, maybe I'm just getting lightheaded from my climb. I need to rest. So I close my eyes and lay there on the floor.

I'm awoken by a boot to the back of the head. They hurt.

LUCA DAMMIT! I was asleep.

I look up and it's Richard. Oh, the normie is here to hurt me. Fucking hell. He lifts me up off the ground by my throat and slams me against the wall.

What the fuck are you doing, Jeremy?

I cough and sputter. I manage to get some spit in his face. Haha. I win.

My name is #AvantGardeguy. Use it, normo. Luca blessed me with a real name.

He slaps me across the face.

I don't really give a shit, John. But, if you fucking tell your sister that I'm cheating on her again, I will break your fucking face. Hear me, ?

He drops me, and kicks in the stomach before leaving. I'm coughing, and wheezing. This hurts, and I lay there on the floor again. It's cold, but I fade out. When I come to, I scream for my mom, but she isn't around still. I begin to crawl towards the table, and pull myself up. The door is only 25 steps away. I need to get there, and to a car so someone can drive me to the hospital. I need my sheets changed, and I need my meatloaf. One step. Woozy, two steps. Woozy. I can do this. I need to do this. I try and do this. I'm halfway there. I stop, this is too much. No, I need the power of Luca to help me.

LUCAAAAAA!!!!!

I feel charged, and make it out the door. To the street. I move to the street, slowly, but surely. And I sit down. A cab should be here soon. One of the neighbors comes by when he sees me waiting.

Hello, do you need help?

I need a cab.

Wait, I know you. You're Jefferey. Man, we all thought you died. Yeah, lemme call you a cab.

I don't bother to correct him, he's doing me a favor. He calls, and orders me one. I wait in silence as the sun begins to burn. How could anyone stand being in this burning ball of hate and uselessness. This is horrible. I pass out, and I don't know how long I'm out, but I know when I come to, the cab is here. The driver helps me get into the car, and makes sure I'm not dying. I ask him to drive me to hospital, the closest one.

We drive there in silence, as he doesn't know who Luca is. That angers me. We arrive at the hospital.

That'll be $57, kid.

I don't have money. My mom is in here, and I need meatloaf.

I get out of the door, and run inside. He begins to chase me, and I get to the desk. I quickly ask for my mother's room number before taking off. The driver can't keep up with me, I hope. I get into an elevator, and take it to my mother's floor. The door opens and I escape towards my room. There's a nurse standing there, and trying to keep people out. I'm out of breath as I arrive.

I...'m...her...son...I...need...to...see...her...

The nurse moves out of the way, and I run into the room. There's an empty chair, and I collapse into it. My father comes out of the bathroom and looks at me in pure shock.

What are you doing here, Jeff?

Hashtag...Avant...

He facepalms and turns away from me.

Yeah yeah. I know. What do you want.

I pull my inhaler out and take a puff. I wait and then answer.

I peed my bed. Mom needs to change my sheets, and I need my meatloaf.

Shut the fuck up.

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Luna, I peed my bed, and now I'm going to make you piss in the ring. And then I'm gonna rub your nose in it like a dog. How dare you defile the XWF and Luca by not being as good as Luca. You're sick. You're horrible. I can't stand you.