Vacation with The Hemmings Family

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I smirk and shove him harder into the wall. "You're such a freak, Lucas." I laughed in his face. His eyes filled with tears.

"Aw, poor faggot. You gonna cry?" I snarl and shove him away. "Go gay boy. Run, you little coward." He took off making me laugh.

I heard the warning bell and walked to my class. I walked in and smirked at Luke's friend, Calum. He shook his head and looked down.

I sat by Michael and smiled. He's the only one I don't have to be an asshole with. "Hey, where's Blondie?" Michael didn't know I bullied Luke.

"Um, I have no idea. Probably late or something?"

{Meanwhile with Luke after Ashton let him go}

I ran to the bathroom, away from Ashtons rude words and mean hits. I ran into a stall and slid down the door crying. I didn't try holding it in.

I looked at my pocket blade. I sliced and sliced. Not too deep. But deep enough. The red liquid rushed down my arm as I weeped.

Why was I so pathetic? I'm a freak. Why was I born? I'm a disgrace. I slid out the stall and turned on the water before washing my wrist off and getting a wrap from my backpack.

I covered it and cleaned the mess off the floor and wiped my eyes, trying to fix my hair somewhat. I shrugged and walked to class, 30 almost 40, minutes late.

I walked in class, my face withered into a frown. "Why are you so late Mr. Hemmings." I shrugged and sat in my seat, next to Calum.

'Ashton walked in with a smirk. Is it bad Luke?'

I sighed and read Calum's note.

'Its bad enough.'

I got rid of the note and focused for the last few minutes of math.