StepBrothers -Ianthony ~ (BoyXBoy) ~

Chapter 3

Ian's POV

I woke up around 5:00 am. I usually take a morning walk and to take my mind off things..

There's also this park I go to. Since Dan's house is close to mine, so is my park..

I got up from the couch and slipped on my sneakers. I threw on my hood and opened the door and closed it slowly.

I shook my head from the cool morning breeze as it flew into my face. I smiled slightly and skipped down the porch.

I started running and I stopped at my park, as I saw the swing set. I walked over to it and sat down swinging slowly thinking to my own thoughts.

Anthony... why is he so.... cute... Why is he like... just SO beautiful... he's like a small little dream that... might not.. come true.

I felt tears pouring down my cheeks. I felt like my heart was glass and a hammer just smashed it to pieces with no mercy whatsoever.

That's when I heard footsteps in the mulch. I quickly opened my eyes and wiped my cheeks quickly.

" H-Hello? Is anyone there? " I slightly yelled nervously. I heard the footsteps getting louder and louder. Then I felt a breath on my neck.

I started to get really scared from the hand snaking up my arm, until it reached my mouth holding it tightly shut as I tried to scream for help.

But all that came out were muffles.

Then I heard a harsh voice in my ear. " Hey loser, why you here so early? Don't you know this is MY park? "

I was on the verge of tears. My heart was breaking even more from his harsh voice.

I closed my eyes as my tears fell down my face. " Your a cry baby too? WOW you ARE a loser! "

I opened my eyes and looked straight forward listening to his harmful insults. Everything he said was true. It is true. And always will be true.

" Your such a stupid, idiot I bet you had no friends in school. You were probably the emo loner even in elementary school. "

I was. It was the truth, I was the loner, and even in elementary school... I was emo. I was always the kid when we went to pe that nobody picked to be on their team for kickball. I was always tortured with getting hit with the balls.

I moved my hand up to his and moved it slightly allowing me to talk. " Anthony, " I said sadly. " I know you speak the truth... but it's just... I already know all of this. "

" Yeah, I was bullied and beat up. Anthony you don't have to remind me all about how suckish my life is, because... I already know how bad I am and how ugly and fat I am.. just... if your going to tell me.... just.... make it something I haven't heard at least because I already know all of them.. " I said my voice cracking at the end.

I turned my head towards Anthony and saw his shocked look. Well who wouldn't be shocked?

I sighed and turned back around and let my head hang down. I heard the footsteps leaving. I once again let my heart be crushed more by that stupid hammer.

But that will be just the beginning.. soon it will roll up to a mallet. A giant steel mallet which will one day just straight up. Kill me.