Beautiful, Beloved

Chapter 3: Pain

Breathe. You're going to be ok. This pain you feel is going to pass. Maybe not this moment or today or tomorrow, but sometime soon. The hurt will fade. Don't give up before it gets better. You may be wounded, but you're not broken. You will and can heal.

Fluke suddenly feels a hand grabbing his hair as it pulls him back. He falls to the ground and feels a kick against his shoulder. He winces from the sudden pain. He tries to look up and a hand grabs his face. "What, one guy was not enough for you, huh!?" A skinny girl says with long, straight, black hair. Her face is full of makeup, like in famous, high school american movies. With long wimpers, thick eyeliners, lots of powder and bright pink colored lip gloss. Yara is her name, she's one of Fluke's classmates. Behind her, five girls are standing watching him.

"A cat got your tongue? Answer me!" He feels a slap on his face. Tears are forming in his eyes and he feels a burn on his cheek. He then gets pulled on his shirt, facing her. "Just because you look cute and tiny, you think you can get all the boys in school huh? You even dared to steal Fay's boyfriend!" Another slap lands on his face. Fluke can taste blood in his mouth. He doesn't even know who this Fay is, but he knows which guy they're talking about. It's the guy who keeps bugging him the whole week.

He suddenly gets pushed down on the ground and he feels another kick to his stomach. He clenches on it and begins to cough. Then another kick comes and another and another. All the girls are surrounding him now and Fluke curled up on the ground. Hang in there, it will be over soon, just hang on. He thinks to himself. He closes his eyes and hopes it will be over soon. "This should teach you a lesson not to steal someone else's toy!" Yara spits on him and then walks away with her minions behind her.

Fluke slowly opens his eyes, he's laying on the ground, completely beaten up. He tries to slowly get up, but it hurts everywhere. He's used to this kind of beatings, sometimes he'd be surprised if they spared him for one day. Suddenly he feels something pressed against his face, he looks to his side and sees a tall guy sitting down next to him. He's pressing a handkerchief against his cheeks. He has short brown hair, neatly styled back, and blue eyes.

"Come on." He grabs Fluke's arms and pulls him up. They then walk together to the infirmary. Fluke sits down on a chair and the guy on the opposite side does the same. He takes a cotton with some disinfectant liquid poured on it and dabs it on his face.
"Why are you here, Kyle." Fluke asks with a hoarse voice. He keeps dabbing on his wounds. "I saw you beaten up again. Why aren't you saying anything to them?" Kyle says. Fluke looks down and lets his shoulder loose.

"Even if I explain, they will only believe what they want to believe." Fluke says he sees Kyle throwing away the cotton and takes out a bandage. Fluke is following his movements. He places the bandage on the wound on his face and smiles. "I'm done here." He strokes Flukes cheeks. "Do you want to treat the wounds of your body yourself or should I help you?" Fluke blushes and shakes his head. Kyle stands up and walks towards the door. He then turns back to Fluke.

"Fluke, let me help you. So talk to me ok?" Fluke looks at him and he then walks out of the room. "I wish you could." He whispers to himself. He then takes off his shirt and begins to treat his wounds.

-After class-

Fluke walks out of the school building, when he remembers he forgot his textbook in class. He runs back and halts in front of the classroom door, when he recognizes a voice. "Yara" he whispers to himself. "Why are you talking to him!?" She shouts. "I'm your girlfriend! So why are you helping him!?" Her voice is clearly mad and upset. "Yara, please calm down. Why do you have to talk about this right now?" A male voice says.

Fluke is shaking on the spot. It can't be right? Not him. Please not him. He slowly takes a peek inside and there he sees Kyle sitting on a desk and Yara on the opposite. "So you're choosing him, before me!? What? You want to fuck him too, like all the others!?" She shouts. "Yara! I'm not choosing him! You're my girlfriend and he's nothing to me!" He says. "Nothing!? Can't you see he's interested in you!?" She turns away from him.