Fire and ice. -don't let go- (Not finished)

Chapter 1. (Why me?)

Blood, glass, metal, was I dreaming? It hurt, the pain, the sensation of fire came straight up my gut.

Let's go back 2 weeks before the tragic accident.

I lived in a house, obviously, my room had a thin mattress, picture of a dragon, clothes, books and a light. My mum and dad think lowly of me, to them I'm just an accident. People say "Dont give up, it gets better" well I've been living in a house, abused, hurt and bruised everyday, it never got better..

To make it worse, I was abused at school for being the "gay" kid.

I'm so rude, let me introduce myself, I'm Trevin, 15 years of age and obviously I'm a boy, well last time I checked.

The world is cruel, harsh and full of pain. I woke up, I looked to my side, my alarm read 7am, I shoved the sheet off and looked down at my bare chest, skinny, weak, and I have multiple bruises and cuts..

Pulling on a shirt, then a jumper that said "Speechless."after doing so I grabbed my black skinny jeans, taking off my sweat pants and replacing it with my skinny jeans. My hair was a dark blonde, my eyes where green, and my skin tone was a golden colour, I pulled on my shoes, brushed my hair with my fingers, and walked out of my room, going to the bathroom, I brushed my teeth and washed my hands under the sink, I walked out to see a drunk male on the couch, examining this male, it was my father, I silently grabbed an apple from the fruit bowl and the keys from the side bench, leaving for school.

I left home at 7:45am and arrived at school at 8:30am, it was a peaceful walk, no one to bring me down.

Yep, this chapter is so darn short, don't come at me. The next one will sure to be longer!! :)