"Will you love me? Even with my dark side?"
A story based on a broken boy that falls in love with a girl that's completely opposite.
(WARNING: THIS STORY IS TRIGGERING AND SAD!)
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Evan's POV
Putting my hood up, covering my jet black hair, tugging on the sleeves of my black hoodie, making sure it covered every little cuts and bruises.
Making my way down to my locker, as quickly as possible, scared that he might've seen me, I was faced to my locker, that had scribbles and death notes all over it, it's something I'm used to every single day, For some reason, the whole school hated me, believe it or not, even the teachers.
I don't know what I've done, I don't know what i've caused, I don't know who i hurt, I don't know who I hated, but I sure know that Death is coming closer to me, I know that someday I'm going to fall of a building and die, I need to die, I deserve to die, I want to die.
As soon as I placed my backpack inside my locker, Making sure to grab my Math books, since I had math first period, I was suddenly shoved harshly into another locker, hearing a few laughs and cheers from the people surrounding, slowly looking up I was face to face with the devil.
Jack Brown, The person who's been in my nightmares all my life, ever since I attended this shit hell hole, He's been teasing, bullying, beating me, and torturing me, making me want to kill myself even more, he's making me have a closer chance of committing suicide, what am I even saying everyone is giving me a closer chance to kill myself.
"Hey prick," Jack spat at me, lifting my thin bruised body by the collar of my hoodie, so I was a few inches up, "How's you're weekend faggot? Had fun with us beating the shit out of you?" He sent me his evil smirk, referring to his two best friends as us, That I knew whenever it came on his face, I'd do one thing...Run.
Looking over his shoulder, eyes were on us, some we're recording every single thing and posting it on social media, every day, I'm on social media, either being harassed, or violence, I had a chance to run away from this scene, but I couldn't, That's why I'm weak, I'm not strong enough to stand up for myself,I'm too...Scared.
"Speak up asshole!" He raised his voice, gripping even tighter on my collar if it was possible, I didn't speak up, I was shy to say a word to him, Scratch that, I was Terrified.
Before anything else could happen, the bell rang to my rescue, Jack glared at me and let go of my collar, as people that were surrounding was out of my sight, I would kiss the bell if I could for not making the scene that happened moments ago, go any further.
"I'll see you later, fucker." Jack pushed me back one last time before walking away with his awaiting friends that were no longer there, as they walked towards the same class I'm going to, oh fuck me.
