Josh's P.O.V
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I get done writing the letter and I stuff it in my backpack's side pocket. I grabbed my bag and ran to my locker ignoring being pushed around. I got to my locker and sat my head on it and started to cry What am I going to do? I thought running out of breath.
All of a sudden someone grabs my shoulder that makes me turn. I stare into the darkest brownish black eyes. "Please! Please do-don't hurt me-me!" I pause..... What am I talking about? The more I beg him not to the harder he'll hit. They all do that. I thought looking up at him with wet eyes. "Just get it over wi-with." I stutter hugging myself.
He grabbed my face and I knew I was over for. But... he kissed me? I didn't move but then I gave in. My first kiss, a jock. It sent shivers down my back. Butterflies in my stomach. Tingles in my fingers. I .... loved it. He licked my bottom lip and it felt so good I gasped at the feeling. He shoved his tongue into my mouth and started to explore. My head was spinning but then he pulled back.
I put a finger to my, I bet, red swollen lips then I looked up "Wha-what was th-that for?" I stutter.
He shook his head "I don't know... I just felt like I should of done it..?" He looks around the hall when the bell rang. Kids started to load the halls. He looked back at me and left.
I stood there in a trance. I shook my head and went to my next class. I sat down in my chair and tried to pay attention as best as I could. The thoughts of his kiss kept coming back but I kept pushing them down. The class went fast and the bell rang. I grabbed my bag and put my notebook in it and headed to my next class that went by slow.
----Le Times Skips----
School is finally over. I should be happy, like most kids, but the thought of going home to homophobia mom is what scares me. I sigh and grab my bag and walk out the front doors, kids pushing me around some I just ignore it. I start my daily walk home when it started to rain. I sighed again and kept walking as it started to rain more.
I got home and I was soaked, ny clothes, my bag, my hair. You get the point. I opened the door and walked inside while my shoes squeaked everytime I took a step.
I walked to my room and through the whole way there no one yelled at me. I got to my room and set my bag down then changed in some new clothes. They weren't warm they made me more cold but I'm use to it.
I walked out my room and headed to my mom's room. She wasn't there. I headed to the living room. No homophobic mom. I went in the kitchen and she wasn't there either. I shurgged and went back to my room and layed down on my cold covers and took a nap.
-Sleeping. Napping. Snoring-
I woke up to beating on my front door. I slowly got up and made my way to the front door not seeing who was there. Biggest mistake. As soon as I opened the door three big guys in black knocked me out. Last thing I saw before I blacked out was one of them shoving me in a bag with small breathing holes.
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Sorry if it took me to long to update! Here you go guys <3
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I Should Leave BoyxBoy
العاطفيةJosh Wallen is a 17 year old emo bisexual guy. As soon as he came out of the closet when he was 9 his dad left and his mom blames him for it so she beats him. He cuts himself and drugs himself to keep him calm. But he goes over board and writes a Su...
