Bullied by Calum Hood

Self Esteem

I know she's playing with me,
That's okay cause I've got no self-esteem.

Self-Esteem - The Offspring

(a/n all gonna be in Jack's POV okay? Okay.)

I've always had low self esteem. Ever since primary school. Little did I know it would only get worse. Calum Thomas Hood has always hated me. Ever since I moved to his school. He's now 13, the year above me. He always teased me about my insecurities, my body, my sexuality. But it's never been physical... until now.

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My music blares into my headphones as I finish getting ready for school. I go knock on my best friend, Luke's, door.
"Lucifer!" I shout. "Get your sexy blonde ass down here!"
I hear him quickly amble down his stairs, twisting his lip ring (I have no idea how he got it, we're only 12) and we head for the bus stop. I hate getting the bus, I need the exercise. But Lukey is too lazy and says I'm thin enough already. I don't know what he's thinking, lying gets you nowhere. I get to the stop and see him. Calum Hood. I know I should hate him and he's older but god damn is he fit as fuck. Luke catches me staring.
"Someone's got a cru-ush" he sings.
I weakly smile because we both know the problem. No, it's not his sexuality, no one knows that. He's my bully. At least he doesn't hurt me. But when we walk past him, he pins me against the brick wall. His strong, sexy arms are locked at my neck. No, I can't let my feelings show. Feelings show weakness and I can't have him know. I shyly tug my sleeves subconsciously as he shouts at me.
"Listen here, you little faggot. If me, Ashton or Michael catch you staring at us again we won't hesitate to pop your head off."
I nod slightly and he drops me; he is much taller than me, as is Luke. The only one in the same height as is Ashton. I look over to Luke after the gang disappears.
"He's never hurt me before." I cry. "I mean physically."
"I'm sure it won't happen again." he says, reassuringly.
"Okay."

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Just before registration begins, I see Calum and his mates walk pridefully towards my locker. I keep my hood down and turn away only to have my back smashed against the row of lockers. A warm liquid flows from my back into my sweater. Oh, great. My cuts reopened. I hear Luke tackle Calum to the floor. I just hope he doesn't mess his face up too much. Michael and Ashton, however, are still kicking my now collapsed body before Mr. Gaskarth and Mr. Barakat come and take them away. I'm gonna be covered in bruises, I think before I fall unconscious, my horrible body lying on the floor.

(a/n may or may not be kinda based in my life kk)

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