The Infamous James (( Jeffmads ! ))

"Leave me alone, Thomas."

-* Middle School *-

MODERN AU

James' POV:

Another day, another reason to hate myself, and the people around me. Just let me get to my first class, with no troubles, that was almost what had happened before I got cut off, by a 5'8, Thomas Jefferson.

"Well, well. Look who's trying to scurry off the hook."

What's his deal? What does he want from a depressed, 12 year old? Satisfaction, I suppose. He wants to hurt me, because he knows anybody else would beat his ass if they really had the balls.

"Leave me alone, Thomas."

"Now, what's the fun in that?" I don't know what he finds fun in bullying people, but I guess there's fun somewhere.

He pushes me against the locker.

I can't do anything. I wish I could, I wish I could grab him by the collar and show him that I'm not weak, but I am weak, and I can't even be in denial about it because I know I
it's true.

He grabbed onto my shirt, and slowly started to lift me up against the locker just the slightest.

"S- stop, I have asthma! You're making it hard for me to breathe!" I started to throw a coughing fit, but all Thomas did was laugh at me, he saw my inhaler. He grabbed it.

"Give it!"

"You're a funny kid, ya know."

I continued to cough, I could feel my lungs closing in, my oxygen slowly started to cut off, my eyes started to close, and soon, I passed out.

-* Thomas' POV *-

I dropped James, he fell unconscious to the ground. Damnit... I should tell Mr. Washington, James should know best not to snitch, I'll kill him.

I scooped him up, bringing him to Mr. Washingtons office, soon at his desk.

"Oh, dear," Washington got up and examined James.

"Mind telling me what has happened?"

"Well, sir ... I saw him coughing really bad in the hallways and I took his inhaler to give to him but before he could get it in his mouth, he passed out."

That was a good lie to why I had his inhaler, I hope.

"I see. Thank you, Thomas. I'll just have to bring him to the nurse." Washington gently took him from me and held him like a child, cause he was so small, and light. James' legs wrapped around Washington, while James rested his head on his shoulder.

Jeez, he's such a baby.

-* Nurses Office *-
James' POV

I slowly opened my eyes, I was on a bed. Washington was looking over me.

"I see you've woken up," He says, I was just a bit confused.

"..Yes, why am I here?"

"I'm afraid you passed out, Thomas brought you here. Have you been taking all of your medications? That means, Anti-Depressants, anxiety, epilepsy, and your regular liquid medication."

"Uhm, well sir.. I.. of course I have."

"Why do you think you passed out?"

"Because ... I was coughing to much, and it was hard to breathe, sir..."

"Have you been using your inhaler?"

"..No, sir."

Washington looked at me, Washington was a bit protective over me, because he knows what I go through, I go to his office everyday and have lunch with him because I was afraid I'd be bullied during lunch. He treats me like... his child. Alexander isn't to happy about that, but he's learned to accept it.

"Son, you have to use your inhaler, and you know that."

"Yes... I know, but it makes me feel like less of a person when I take a pill, or use my inhaler, like I'm abnormal. As if I don't belong."

"Why do you think I'm so protective of you, Son?"

"Because... I have problems?"

"Not just that... ANYTHING could kill you."

"I know, but-.."

"No buts. Tell me right now, and promise me to take your medications and use your inhaler whenever it is appropriate, or I will make you take your medication in front of me, I will not hesitate to excuse you from class, and you know that."

"But sir, it's an embarrassment," I hate to admit it, but I've barely been taking my medication, my Father hates me, he doesn't care to remind me to take any of my medication. My dad calls me "Jamie" because im to girly like. He hits me, pushes me around, makes me make all of the meals for him. I barely get any of it, this all happened ever since my Mother died in a car crash, at least that's what my Father said. My Father can be a dirty liar.

"Embarrassment or not, you're going to die if you don't listen to my words."

"And what if I don't want to survive?" I shouldn't have said that.

"You... what?.."

"I'll see you during lunch, sir."

"James, wait, we need to talk about this-."

I cut him off.

"Goodbye."

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Hey! This is my first story, so i hope it wasn't to bad. Next chapter coming out soon, hopefully by tomorrow!

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