emo fag

"Bloom not Gloom'

I walk to school trying not to sing but only hum the music as I walk to school but then I start I feel eyes on me I turn to see who it is and see a guy so not  my age

(he looks like he is in his 20s I'm only 17)

checking me out. Ew so gross a fag his eyes meet mine he gives me a smirk winking at me he has flowers in his left hand and he has a suit on hm a rich one huh.

I'll let him tap me for the money that's it

Eww what the fuck am I saying?!

I try walking faster but I fucking trip on my 2 feet. I hear his steps getting closer I get up as fast as I can but its to late

'hey are you ok?'

he says in a husky voice I try my best not to gag

'yes I'm fine I was just walking to school'

I say trying to make it obvious I'm younger then the creep he gives me a "oh" look then walks away. ew what a creep he just wanted my dick.

I finely get to hell- I mean school as I walk I see paul and his gang waiting for me....

to beat me up I walk up to them waiting for my punch he walks up to me pulling me by my hair 'I saw that guy eye raping you.......fucking emo fag' he says in my ear for only me to hear. I don't say nothing I just wait for it to be over next thing you know he is telling his gang to wait for him outside the restroom for we can

"talk"

and not to let anyone come in I start to panic.

He has never done this I was scared of him now he pulls me in the restroom and dose something I never wanted any guy to do with me

Rape me

I try pushing him away for he won't touch me but he grabs me from my hair pushing me against the wall I yelp in pain

I hear him unzipped his pants oh no. 'On your knees now' he says in an bellow voice oh no. I get down on my knees looking up at him not knowing what to do 'well.. suck!'

huh?

'Wh-what?' 'fucking suck my dick!' he says with anger 'I've ne-never d-done i-it-'

'ugh of course fucking get up I don't have time' he says pulling my arm up 'turn around and pull your pants down now' he says

I slowly do it looking at him in the eyes then turn he pulls down my boxers

I feel something poke me on my but ....he can't be?.....is he?! I feel him inside me I gasp in shock it hurts

I feel my eyes tear up I don't want this its gross I hear him moan and he slowly goes in and out it hurts 'p-p-paul I-I-I can't your to bi-big' I say not wanting anymore he moans again 'I'm big baby?' he asks

in a husky voice I try not to gag I didn't mean it that way that asshole 'answer me' he says going deeper in me gasp again 'y-yes! Your so bi-big I-I-I can't!' I say trying not to sound grossed out I feel him kiss my neck finding my sweet spot making me moan

I feel him smirk on my neck oh shit he starts sucking my spot making a hickey on it I feel my mini me stand up a little 'moan my name and I'll help your problem' he says I want to say no but he'll get mad 'paul y-yes paul I need m-more'

I say try not to cry he pushes me the the floor 'I would fucking never touch you you emo fag clean yourself up and don't fucking tell know one'

he says fixing his pants and then leave I fix myself up and then leave the school sobbing I never wanted to do it

I run in the woods on the floor crying hours later I look around the woods and realize...I lost myself

I walk all over the place my butt hurts

I finely see my sidewalk and run to my house and when I open the door I cry for my dad but I forgot he is working I run up to my restroom and take out the bleach and look at it what was like hours

I grab it and drink it I spit some out but drink more it burns bad really bad I try drinking it all but I throw up a lot I start to feel dizzy and fall on the ground....I'm not wroth the living I need to die... no one loves me

I slowly close my eyes

Goodbye

I wake up of the sound of an I.V going off

I'm not dead?

Why?

I open my eyes

And see the guy from the morning ew why is he here?

Oh god someone help

'Wh-who are you?' I ask he looks up from his phone and I see tears in his eyes

'Many?! Y-YOUR UP?!?!' he yells huh?? I'm not Many my name is.....my name is??? Its not Many for sure...oh its Timmy

He runs out of the room and comes back with a doctor

'Mister Gloom your up??'

The doctor asks huh?? my name is Timmy...Timmy Bloom not Gloom

'Who are you why am I hear?!' I yell

'He doesn't remember?' the creep asks the doctor

'Sir Many you gave been in a coma for a year do you remember?'

What?! No

I just want you all to know you are loved and beautiful and never try to kill yourself call this number if you ever want to 1-800-273-8255

Enjoy the song is called broken