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Ok...So this is a new story...obviously! Tell me what you think..but be nice! Please =)
PIC OF ANGEL ON THE SIDE ======================>
I avoided the popular crowd as I made my way down the hall. Well, more like they avoided me and I just tried to stay invisible, keeping away from the group of guys that thought they couldn’t live a day without some kind of abuse towards me.
“Jaydon…” I heard my name called from behind and I quickened my pace, practically running for my next period class. No one ever talks to me, not even the teachers try anymore, which means my name being called from behind is never a good thing.
I make it into my class and turn around to see Nathan scowling at me. “Next time.” He mumbles for only me to hear as he walks by. I sigh in relief and rush to an empty seat in back to plan on how to make it through the rest of the day without getting a fist in my face.
I could skip the rest of the day, it’s not like anyone would notice but where would I go? Home? No use going there, all I would find is a passed out mom and dad or if it was night then I would find a drunken mom and dad but almost never an awake and sober one. Years ago, sure, they were the best parents in the world until that day…
I laid my head down on the desk, trying to block out the images and thoughts of that day. The day I went from being a happy kid to the lonely one that I am now. I know my parents blame me. I know they wished it was me that had died…
My head snaps up at the sound of the bell and I look around to see everyone leaving. Have I really been here for an hour? I guess time really does fly when you’re feeling sorry for yourself.
I followed everyone else out of the classroom and looked around cautiously; ready to take off running at the first sign of my tormentor. I spotted Nathan in the distance. He twirled around in a circle and I’m sure it was me that he was looking for.
Oh, god. Screw this! I shouldn’t have to go through every day, scared that I will get beat up. So, I’m gay. Everyone needs to get over it! It’s not like I’m some serial killer that plans to kill them in their sleep at night! I like boys! That’s it! It’s not as if I am going to shove every guy into the bathroom and rape them! I would never even think of doing something as messed up as that but unfortunately it’s what they think. Makes it hard for me to find a boyfriend.
I decided that I would just leave and go home. Only second hour and I’m already tired of being here.
I started for the exit only to be blocked by one of the big football players. “Where do you think you’re going?” Brad sneered at me, giving me a little shove.
I steadied myself and glared at him. “None of your business!” I tried pushing past him but it was like pushing a wall, he never budged.
“Who are you talking to like that, little fairy boy?”
I rolled my eyes at the insult. Not like I haven’t heard worse. “Just let me go.” I said through clinched teeth.
Brad laughed mockingly and stepped to the side, motioning with his hands that I was free to go. I gave him a look of confusion before tentatively stepping past him. I knew it was a trick when I saw his fist coming towards my side. Ducking quickly and side stepping had his punch grazing my arm instead of the powerful hit it would have been.
I ran after that and turned my head long enough to flick him off and give a victory laugh. “Asshole!” I yelled out and continued on towards my house. I didn’t really want to go home but really, where else could I go?
Angel’s POV (Yeah…I named the guardian angel...Angel…I suck, I know lol)
I watched him wake up this morning. I watched him check on his parents who were passed out in their room. I watched him make his own breakfast and walk to school alone. I watched as he didn’t happily run up to a group of friends to greet them. No, I watched as he walked down the halls alone, sat in class alone and I was sad as I watched no one help him when he was running away from his bullies.