Craig's POV
I tried to slow my breathing, taking in shallow and deep breaths. Tears cascaded down my face as my hand grasped over my mouth. My teacher just informed me that I have a D- in her class. My dad is going to beat the shit out of me. I slid down the wall, wiping away my tears as sobs filled the area. My sobs got more broken and my breath quickened as I realized I might die tonight. Loud cries filled the area, my face starting to puffen from all the tears.
"Fuck.."
I immediately tried to quiet down my cries by biting down on my hand, But he already found me. "Craig?" He asked walking over to me. I covered my face, tears soaking up my hoodie. "Are you okay?"
The dreaded question I hate. I nodded, tears sliding down my face as a slower rate. He awkwardly walked over to me and hugged me.