You Will NEVER Be Alone

Chapter 1

    Hello. My name is Rickie Stevens. I am 17 years old and in my senior year of highschool. I’m the type of kid that no one likes. You know, the one that is always bullied. But I will soon be out of this school and out into a real life with no pain. Plus the beatings weren’t as bad as the ones my father gives me. The kids at school only give me a broken rib, a broken nose, and a few bruises here and there. Whereas my father breaks my arm and sometimes my neck. He even hits me over the head with a broken beer bottle. I never could understand why people hated me so much until the day when Jason Killy said I was a disgrace to the male population for being gay.
       I mean why does everyone have a problem with me being myself. It’s the 21st century dummies! It’s just sometimes I wish someone would help me out but I guess that’s never going to happen. As of right now in reality I was being dragged by Jason and his gang of hoodlums to the ally way by the school. “I’m sick and tired of you homosexuals!” Jason spat at me. Oh God he really needs to brush his teeth. “P-please let m-me go.” I pleaded only to get thrown to the wall. “Don’t talk until told fag.” Jason sneered at me.
       I whimpered and I knew what I was about to do would get me hurt but I had to try. “Help! Someone help me please!” I yelled but as I predicted it just got me a punch in the nose. “Hey! Let him go!” A guy said said coming around the corner. But not just any guy my crush for a year now, Carson Landers. When Jason didn’t stop kicking me Carson grabbed his shoulders and yanked him off of me. I fell to a lump on the ground as Jason scrambled to his feet and ran away with his hoodlums following him. All of a sudden I felt warm arms wrap around me. He bent down and kissed my forehead then whispered something I will never forget “You will NEVER be alone.” I soon passed out from all of the pain in my ribs.
       I was trapped. You know when your asleep and you can’t open your eyes or you can’t move but you can feel everything. Well yeah that’s how I felt right now. I was slowly being lifted and carried away. I felt myself being put on something very comfortable and heard a click. I must be in Carson’s car because I heard a door shut. Then soon we were off to wherever he was taking me. “Hold on sweetheart we are almost to the hospital.” I heard Carson’s soothing voice as he put his hand on my cheek. After that I was out like a light.
       “Hey Rickie wake up. Wake up sunshine.” Carson said and I started to open my eyes but quickly shut them due to the light. “Turn the dang lights off idiot.” Where my sweet, sweet words to the man that helped me. “Okay, okay. Jeez what crawled up your butt and died?” I heard Carson mutter. “Umm. I don’t know maybe the punch to my nose or the kick to my ribs, you choose.” I said well more like spat at Carson. I didn’t mean to be that harsh to him. After all, he had been nothing but nic- wait backtrack he has not been anything but nice. If anything he has been everything involving the word mean.
       He used to be the leader of all the “Cool kids” at my school but at least he wasn't a bad boy, just an idiot. He would even do worse than what my dad does and trust me that does not come out nicely. “I’m sorry okay but it wasn’t my fault they beat you up.” Carson said getting mad. “I have been nothing but nice to you.” He said but I noticed the uncertainty in his voice. He knows he’s lying, he just doesn’t think I remember. Well little does he know I do. I remember every punch, kick, and broken bone and it seems every time he did these things to me I had to make myself be mad at him. It’s just every time he would hurt me I would tell myself that my feelings about him don’t matter because he wouldn’t have been able to give them back. “You remember don’t you?” asked Carson now standing beside my hospital bed. “Yeah I do. Also thanks for saving me back there all though don’t you think that you could have done that sooner instead of helping them do it?” I asked feeling my anger start to rise once again. If he thinks that I’m just going to forget just like that he is so wrong.
       He started to raise his hand and me being me, I flinched back. It was only by instinct because my predators would always raise a hand to me. He had a look of hurt on his face which I am guessing came from the fact that I am undoubtedly afraid of him. “I am not going to hurt you Rickie.” God I loved it when he said my na- wait! Snap out of it Rickie he is useless. He will only hurt you. I kept saying to myself over and over again. “That’s what you said last time but look where we are now.” I said rolling my eyes and turning over on my side only to have a sharp pain erupt in my side. “Ahh!” I yelled out to have Carson bend over me and roll me back over. “Shh. It’s fine you-.” Carson said to be cut off by the doctor. “Okay well it seems that you are awake now." Well no duh. I mean I won't have  my eyes open if I was asleep. "The good news is that you can leave now but the bad news is that you have two badly bruised ribs.” The man, Dr.Jones, said walking out of the room. “Come on get up, I have clothes for you.” Carson said handing me my extra pair of skinnies and a blue T-shirt. These came from my backpack because at lunch the popular kids would pour all kinds of things on me.
       I got up carefully and made my way to the bathroom. Once I was done changing I opened the door to see Carson standing at the edge of the hospital bed with my things in hand. “You ready to go?” Carson asked me as I just walked past him and out into the parking lot. “Hey wait up.” I heard Carson say as I started to run but quickly stopped because I didn't want to hurt myself anymore then earlier. I felt warm arms wrap around me and gently pull me up, again. My God can’t he just leave me alone. “Ha! Gotcha. Now let’s get you home.” He said and placed me in the passenger seat of his Ford Truck. I immediately started to panic. My dad will kill me if I go home now because I am pretty sure school is not over yet. Carson must have seen me hyperventilating because he looked over to me and asked if I was alright. I said “ Uhhhhh. Do I have to go home now?” trying to be discreet about the reason I don’t want to go home, and it didn’t work as well as I wanted it to. Carson quickly saw through me and said the one thing that was keeping me from pity. “I know what he does to you Rickie you don’t have to hide it. I know you are beaten.” Except he didn’t have a single  look of pity on his face. “H-how did you k-know that?” I asked but knew exactly how.

Flashback:

It was now 10:00 AM at school. My teacher was just about to say something until the classroom phone started to ring. “Sorry about that let me take this.” She said walking over to it.  I listened in on her conversation. “Okay I will send him up.” was all I heard her say and looked over at me. “Rickie Mrs.Lawrence needs you up front and your dad is here.” Mrs.Jackson said. After hearing that my dad was here I sucked in a breath and hoped for the best.
       I soon remembered that I didn’t lock the front door. Well there goes the hope that I just had. I got up from my seat and slowly walked to the front office. I saw my dad standing in the hall and walked to him. He grabbed my arm and pulled me in a empty hallway. I yelped because of the amount of force he pulled with. He just put his hand over my mouth and punched me square in the face. I was soon crying because of all the pain when he left me there to suffer. I felt someone watching me and looked up to see Carson Landers standing there with cold eyes and anger on his face. Then it dawned on me, he just saw me get a beating.

End of Flashback

    I looked over at Carson an knew that he knew I was bluffing. “Which is why you are moving in with me.” Carson said giving me no room to argue. All I did was mumble an okay and looked out the window as he started the car. I watched as the trees flew by and sighed. I know that Carson saved me from them but I just can’t let what he did to me go.