tyler;
sooner than planned, breakfast ended. the bell rang through the school, basically yelling, "hurry the fuck up and get to class." i groaned as i finished my last few bites of cereal and packed up my bag.
"whats your first?" i asked as i slid my phone into my back pocket and threw away the remains of my captain crunch.
"i have science first. you've got math, correct?" josh says, slinging his messenger bag over his shoulder. hm. he'd be a good message man.
"yeah."i groan and shudder slightly. "i swear, mr.Garcia is a rapist." i mention, adding disgust to my voice for effect. josh laughs and a smile creeps its way onto my face. from the corner of my eye i see him shake his head slightly.
"he does sorta give off a rapist vibe, doesn't he?" he says and i nod. we make our way upstairs in silence. but it wasn't awkward or uncomfortable silence like usual. it was nice.
we make it to the top step and, dumbly, i follow him to his science class. as we come up to the door to the classroom i suddenly realize what the actual fuck im doing and clear my throat awkwardly.
"i, um, i guess ill go. see you at lunch?" i ask, walking backwards slowly but still facing josh till he answers the question.
"oh yeah, sure thing. see ya there ty." i smile at his nickname for me and waved before turning around quickly to hide the ever embarrassing blush rising on my face.
i was maybe ten feet away from my math classroom when i felt a slight gust of wind and a sudden stinging in my right side. i was apparently shoved at a locker. like every morning.
fuck.
"hey fagget. what stupid gay shit you doin today, huh?" jake fucken gregory. worst kid in the entire school. his friends laugh at his amazing joke. literally. I'm dying of laughter.
"what do you want fucktit?" i snarl as he grabs the back of my shirt collar, choking me slightly as he pulled me back up from the floor and pushing me against a locker. he was practically seething in my face. i could smell his god awful breath from how close we were.
"what did you just say to me, fag?" he spat, shoving me harder against the locker. i winced at the pain in my back from the lock.
"i called you a fucktit. bitch." i said with a smirk as he huffed and threw me to the floor. followed by a fatal kick to the stomach, causing all air to rush out of my lungs. he repeated the process of kicking me in my stomach as some of his friends cheered him on and two others helped. by now every one was back in their classes. aka, i was fucked.
i tasted a metallic liquid in my mouth just as blood spurted from my lips onto the floor. with one last punch to my kidneys, jake and his whores got up and left me on the floor. probably running off to go smoke shitty drugs.
i groaned as i tried to push myself off the floor. failing in the process and falling back to the floor with a wince. i tried another two times after failing as usual i decided to give up.
after about five minutes of laying on the ground i found the strength to pull myself from the floor and walk, well limp, to the boys bathroom to see what damage they had done today.
you see. this happens maybe three times a week, if I'm "lucky" two times. I'm pretty used to the whole ordeal. sometimes i make a stupid comment. sometimes I'm a little bitch. either way i knew their bruises only last enough to heal before the next week started. they take the liberty of leaving more and more every week.
i grab hold of the sink to steady myself and keep from falling as i review the damage of todays beating. i cringed as i notice a certain spot on my jawline was swollen and already on its way to bruising. i slowly lifted my shirt to see what they did to my stomach and well. nothing new.
there were purple, blue, and yellow blotches all over my ribs, stomach, and i turned around to see a few on my back. i sighed as i tugged my shirt back down and grabbed my back up hoodie from my backpack to cover up purple spots on my arms and the forming one on my jaw.
as i checked my phone to see the time i noticed it was only seventeen minutes into first period so i could play it off as waking up later than usual. i grabbed my back, slinging it over my shoulder and wincing again at the pain from my back but soon brushing it off and making my way to class.
i opened the door and noticed no ones head pop up. i mouthed a "slept in" to the teacher as all the other kids were working hard and i didn't want to disturb. he nodded and pointed to tray of papers. i picked one up and saw it was a worksheet. i internally groaned as i made my way to my seat in the back corner.
i scanned over the questions, knowing what it was instantly and rushing through it seeming as this stuff was pretty easy for me. when i finished i just sort of drifted off into my thought.
i wonder what josh would say if he saw what violet monster was growing on my jaw. would he be mad? i wouldn't know. maybe he'd want to stop being my friend. so that way he wouldn't have to go through what i do. i wouldn't blame him. this shits hard.
the bell ringing interrupted my thoughts and i quickly snapped out of it. i grabbed my bag and my paper, turning it in at the front and making my way to my next class. english was okay. i wasn't necessarily bad but i wasn't straight a's either.
we were reading some book about rabbits and their fight for survival called, "water ship down" and today i think we finish it in one period and revise in the next. see, i liked the reading part because i can space out all i want cause this was my favorite book as a kid and I've read it nine thousand times. its the revising I'm bad at.
i sighed as i stopped for a bit of water. when i got up from the water fountain and turned around to walk away but accidentally bump into this dudes shoulder. i look back to see josh stood there looking confused for a bit but then shocked as he saw my face.
"tyler? what happened, are you oka-" he started to ask but i cut him off by putting my hand up quickly and back down before nodding. after that he just looked at me as i stood there awkwardly. i nodded slightly once more before turning on my heel and walking away. i could hear josh's stutters as he got lost in the crowd and i sped away.
once i was soon in the safety of the english classroom, i sighed in relief as i put my bag down and dropped into my seat. i put my head down on the desk and closed my eyes, trying desperately to wish for josh to never have seen me like this. broken and beaten and just horrifying.
the bell rang through the school, signifying the start of class and the teacher passed out the books. we flipped them open to the beginning of the last chapter, she turned the tape on and we all settled into reading. i didn't. i plugged in my headphones but silently so it wouldn't be heard by the people next to me.
maybe ten minutes or so go by before some junior i think i recognized walked into the room and handed a slip to the teacher. she looked it over before scanning the room and letting her eyes settle on me. i panicked for a moment, fearing the worst as she whispered something and gestured for me to get up.
hesitantly, i got up and made my way over to the kid as he started back over to the door. we walked out and i saw josh standing by the lockers outside. he handed the junior a ten dollar bill as he saw us approach him.
"thanks gerald." the guy nodded and walked off. josh looked back to me and i gulped. looking down and hoping that my hoodie covered the bruise so he didn't have to look at that.
"tyler." he said softly. i closed my eyes, begging myself not to look back up into those soft brown nutella eyes. "tyler," he nudged again a little sternly. "tyler please look at me." he said with so much desperation i cursed myself as i looked into his chocolatey eyes. he sighed as his eyes glazed over what was probably a big bruise on my jaw.
"its not that bad okay? you dont have to say anything about it." i said as i bowed my head again in shame. i could hear his breathing labour. probably in shock.
"who did it?" my eyes widened aS the words left his mouth and i looked back up at him with a confused expression. "tell me. now." he said and i could hear the anger in his voice. boy, was he in for a treat.
"jake. jake gregory."
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i think ive out written myself. i promised myself only 1500 - 1600 words on these chapters. eh. i guess you deserve it, its been a while.
im so very horribly sorry for this cliff hanger but the next chapter will be amazeballs i promise. also if youre into that, i have a rlly cool frerard goin on. you should go read. it.
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oh and i also started a youtube channel. im known as @//jazmine the wizard// the picture is of me holding a camera in a beanie. i think youll know. okay. im done here. -xojzmn
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