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Chapter 2

Chapter Two

*Andrew's POV*

I slipped the card back in and thought no one had seen the evicence of my mother's hate for me. I mean, she always did this for my birthday. And I knew why. I knew why she hated me and I tried not to give a shit that I was the spitting image of my dad. Black hair and blue eyed. Seriously, It wasn't my fault for sharing genes with a monster.

My father had been a notorious serial killer and I was the poor sap that got stuck with him around him. It was a hell of a good thing that he was dead. Social Services had left me with my mom thinking she'd be good to me with the act she had put on. When she was around dad, she had never been scared shitless, unlike me. She had only been hit by him once and never again because she pulled a knife on him.

Xaviar suddenly snatched the brown bag and took out the card before I could stop him. He saw everything. And so did Kara and Dave.

They gasped and in sudden anger I grabbed it back and got up to throw it away. But Nathan, the quater back, stood in my way and jerked it out of my hands. Nathan looked it over and snorted in disgust. He turned to the onlookers.

"Hey everybody! Check what emo boy brings to lunch! Razors!" He laughed and seperated one razor from the other and turned to me. With a force I'd remeber anywhere he brought the razor down and sliced my arm,"You fuckin' freak! I know you like that 'cause your a fuckin' freak."

This force that was so familiar was meant to harm. And suddenly I was back to th efirst time my father cut me.

*flashback*

Cold blue eye's cut into mine. Fear shot through and I shrieked. Those eyes were that of a monster. Of a sociopath. Someone who didn't give a shit about anyone. The monster was my father and I looked at the knife confused. I'd seen my mother cut vegetables with those. It looked sharp and my father roughly grabbed my arm before he brought it down.

"Daddy?"I whispered as tears stumg my eyes. He had hit me before. He had burnt me but he hadn't ever brought a knife on me. He lifted the blade, which now had a thin line of blood coverng the edges, and he brought back down...

"You deserve this pain...,"Is what I heard through the pain.

*End Flashback*

I stared into the face of Nathan and I only just realized that it hadn't been real. It had felt real in my defense. I stood frozen, about to piss my pants when Princess Lucy stormed up to us with a seriously pissed off expression.

"Nate!"She screamed at Nathan and took the razors away from him,"What the fuck are you doing?"

He smirked,"Babe, calm down. He asked for it."She gasped and looked at me uncertain.

"Did you?"She asked in a whisper. Did everyone suspect I would openly ask to be cut? Seriously? How idiotic are these populars,

"Why would I?"I asked in a small voice, still getting over the flashback.

"What?"She asked when she didn't hear. Furious for no reason, I grabbed my arm back from Nathan then I yelled.

"Why would I, bitch?"I stormed out of the cafeteria, forgeting about the only thing I'd probably eat all day.

*Lucy's POV*

I don't see how I got him so pissed off at me. I was trying to help. Maybe it was true what they say about him. That he'll turn out like his father. I shook my head. If he was going to he wouldn't have saved me. Nathan tried to put an arm around me and I glared at him.

I ran in the direction Emo Boy had gone.

[A/N: I hope you guys like the cover. And this chapter. :) ]