Chapter One

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Vic's POV

I sigh tiredly and look in the mirror. Dull, lifeless brown eyes, boring shoulder length brown hair, seemingly tan, yet pale for the fact that I am Hispanic. Today is the first day of my senior year, and yet I'm dressed in a black Asking Alexandria T-shirt, a light grey jacket, and black skinnies. This year, though, I'm starting at a new school. My parents decided we should change schools once they found out how badly I was getting bullied. My brother Mike told them. It was pretty bad, but I'm just a tiny bit proud of myself. The only reason is because I never let them know just how much they hurt me. Every day, I had gone to school with a smile on my face, and I left with a smile on my face every time I got beaten up and left lying on the ground, I picked myself right back up and walked away from them. No, those kids never knew. They never saw what my smile can hide. They never saw the red... The lines beneath my long sleeves and bracelets. They never knew I cried myself to sleep every night. They never noticed that I hardly ever had a bite to eat. And they certainly never heard the voice in my head, screaming at me to just end it all. But I never let them. I know I can't do almost anything right, but there is one thing I can do right. I can fake it, I can lie so well. No one will ever know how much they hurt me. I will take it to the grave with me, and probably soon... No one has ever seen past my shell, and I will never let them.
(A/N Okay guys I just typed this whole thing out on my phone. Next chapter will be longer, and I'll try to update tomorrow. If you're reading this thanks so much and I love you!!! Have an amazing day beautiful people!!  <3 )

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⏰ Last updated: Apr 13, 2015 ⏰

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