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I know it'd be a stupid idea to go to lessons like this, bloody and almost unconscious, so I don't. We have English today, and Phil would see me. If he knew about what a fucked up person I am, It would scare him away, and I don't want to lose my only friend. After around 30 munites, which I guess after checking the time on my phone, I lift myself up off of the ground, my legs slightly wobbly, but nothing I can't manage for now. 

It sort of feels like a walk of shame, going through the empty corridors because I'm too weak to stay in school. At least nobody's here to see me. Nobody can embarrass me for now, but I embarrass myself.

By the end of my walk back to my flat, I can hardly hold my own body up. My head is pounding, jaw throbbing, hands over my stomach as that's one of the places where their kicks were targetted.

I settle myself down on the sofa carefully, switching on the tv and putting on some anime in the background as I stare at the ceiling. My head is on one of the arm rests, feet on the other. I'm not even tall, but it's a cheap and small sofa that two people could sit on and would probably be uncomfortably close.

A sudden ping fills the room, emitted from my school bag which I threw down on the ground. I groan and get up, retrieving it and laying back down. My annoyance soon subsides, though, when I find out that that ping was from a text from Phil.

hey ur not in the english lesson? u ok??

I panic. What do I say? 'I just got beaten up so I decided not to stay in school'. No thanks.

yh i'm fine, just really tired so i thought i'd stay at home

don't ur parents care??

Crap.

they're away for this week :p

well i live alone so it's like my parents are just always away. they weren't much use when i lived with them tho so eh

I want to ask why, but I know I probably shouldn't. I know I wouldn't like it if someone asked me about why I live alone, which is why I'm lying. I hate thinking about it.

k well u should probs stop texting me or you'll get ur phone confiscated and we wouldn't be able to text

right, yeah, bye dan

bye 


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