School AU

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TW!!! there is abuse, small talk about depression, and blood in this chapter! If you do not like that type of stuff then please do not read this.

Purple's POV:

The bell finally goes, school ending. I stand up and leave the classroom as fast as I could. I want to avoid the bullies.

I barely manage to step outside of the school before being stopped. Great.. they caught me.

"Where are you going in a rush?" one of them says as the others giggled. I don't respond. They have to leave me alone eventually if I just ignore them... right?

"Why do you always cover your right eye with your hair huh? You hiding something?" another asks. I look down. The reason is because of my ma. She went... a little insane that day.

"Ma please!" I beg grabbing her shirt. "Get off me!!" she yells and pushes me off. I collapse onto the floor and we went silent. The only thing I could hear was the kettle.

I can't give up!

I stand up and start to speak before being interrupted. "DON'T SAY A WORD!!!"

She grabs the kettle and pours it onto my right eye. I scream in pain as she pushes the kettle against my eye. I begged her to stop and tried so hard to pull her off me but it was like she'd gone deaf.

Finally, she snapped out of it and pulled the kettle away from me. I crawled away in fear, purple-colored tears fell down.

"Oh.. oh my god.. purple I'm so sorry!" she lets go of the kettle, boiling hot water spread across the floor. She pulls me into a hug. I didn't hug her back.

That was four years ago. A week before she and my siblings left me with dark orange. I can't blame her for what she did.

I would've snapped too.

I was finally able to get away from them after endless minutes of bullying. At least they don't hurt me.. like dark orange does.

I shake my head at the thought of him.

Instead of going home, I walk into the forest beside the village. It's the only place where I can feel safe. The only place where no one can see me. The only place where no one can bother me. The only place where I can cry my heart out.

The only place where I can feel alive.

The walk quite far into the forest, only stopping in front of a small stream.

Luckily dark orange doesn't care when I come home, I just need to get there before the next day.

Today wasn't so bad I guess. I managed to get out of the house without seeing dark orange. And the bullies didn't bother me that much. But I have a feeling it's going to go downhill when I get home.

I lean against a tree, slowly sliding down. I open my bag and take out my dairy. I start writing in it, talking about my day. I like to do this.. it's one of my coping methods with depression.

After maybe and hour or so, I finally decide to head home.

I walk in a slow pace. I don't want to be home any time soon. I receive disgusted and angered looks from other people. I just ignore them.

I reach my house. I hope he leaves me alone. Please.

I take out my key and unlock the door. I get a weird feeling in my stomach as I twist the door handle.

I step inside and close the door behind me. Ahead of me is a hallway. On my right is the kitchen, the left is the stairs that leads upstairs. And in front of me is the living room. Where dark orange sat on the couch.

Just stay silent purple. Stay silent. The last time when I was too loud didn't end well.

I walk towards the stairs, trying to be as quiet as possible.

I take one step upstairs before freezing in place.

"Stop."

Oh no... was I too loud again!? What is he going to do to me!? I-I don't want to get hurt again!

I slowly turn around as dark orange approaches me.

I feel myself stop breathing.

"Wh-what do you ne-need?" I manage to muster out. Suddenly, I'm slapped across the face.

"That's not how you speak to me. And do not stutter." Dark orange seethes in a low voice. "I'm sorry." I quickly reply. My cheek is already stinging.

I try look up at him, but before I could he smashes my head against the wall. I fall to the ground, my back hitting the stair. I clutch my head, pain filling my veins.

My ears start ringing for a few seconds until I'm able to hear properly. I look at the wall. Purple-colored blood was splattered across it.

That's when I feel blood slide down the edge of my face and drop onto the floor, staining the carpet.

Then, a hand wraps around my neck and thrashes me into the wall, slowly sliding me up. I stop breathing, by force this time.

Tears prick the edges of my eyes, threating to fall.

It looks like he's deciding something.

He lets me go, my body falling onto the floor. He walks away.

Thank god... oh thank god.

I recollect myself and stand up. I quickly head up the stairs and into the bathroom.

I set my bag on the toilet and look into the mirror in front of the sink. I turn on the tap and wash my face. Cold water connects with my skin, giving me a nice feeling. I wash the cut and put a bandage on it.

I pick up my bag and walk into my room.

It's pretty empty. There's just a wardrobe, a bed, and a bedside table.

I close the door and sit down on my bed, leaning my bag against it.

Sighing, I take out my phone. I decide to go on face book and onto my school's website. There are some comments about me. Bad ones.

I deserve this.

I just wish... I was still friends with them.

Hours pass. It's 4AM in the morning. I don't usually get that much sleep. Though, that's mainly my fault. I find it hard. I don't know why. Sometimes I'm in too much pain to sleep after dark orange...

I shudder at the thought of what he does to me when he takes it too far.

I should go to sleep.

I put my phone down and get changed. I turn off my light and climb under my covers.

I hope tomorrow will be calm like today was.

...

I..

I don't understand what I did wrong for this to happen to me.

But... this is life.

And I need to deal with it.

People say there's always light at the end of the tunnel.

But I don't think I'll ever find my light.

AHH PURPLE I'M SORRY I DID THIS TO YOU😭😭😭

ANYway this was a very depressing chapter- I'm still deciding whether I should give him a good or bad ending, I guess we'll have to see ;)