Chapter Four

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Jordan's pov

My heart was racing as his hatred continued to spill. He leaned over and blew on to my ear before whimpering "your a disgusting freak and a gay fag so you just watch your back because if you come near me..." yet he didn't manage to finish as the teacher yelled his name.

I was too busy sinking deeper into a place i shouldn't go my stomach churning and my head spinning. I quickly raised my hand to be excused. Then i quickly scampered out of class and to the boys toilets locking myself in one of the small cubicle trying to get hold of myself. The memories of my step-dads beating and words last night flashing through my head. my head began spinning why? why? does everyone hate me. My thoughts turned to my razor blade the need for it intoxicating me, the world seemingly nonexistent and i remember the blade that i hide in most of my trousers i was about to pull it out when the voice of Joe my x-boyfriend called out my name.

"Jordan Miss wants you to come back to class" his voice spits my name as if its poisonous. I unlock the stall I'm in and lower my head to avoid his anger filled gaze burning my skin. We walk back to class and before we walk into class he slams me against a locker before grinning and calling me a queer. i walked back into class expecting to see the back of his blond hair next to my seat and to my surprise he had moved away next to some blonde chick and was currently chatting her up. I sighed a sigh of relief and sat quietly throughout the rest of the lesson. 

When the bell finally rang for third i was thank full for a free period and a grabbed my bag and hurried out of class desperate to get away from Luke before he could do anything else to set my nerves off again.

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