Complicated (Kellic)

Bolts And Chains

I woke up around 6:00 Oh no I'm late for class. Waking up on a park bench isn't new for me my father always treats me like this it's better then staying at home sometimes anyway. Waking up to loud moaning noises from a stranger in your house is definitely not the best alarm clock. I fixed my hair alittle bit and ran to my house opening the door slowly so I wouldn't wake up my asshole of a father.

I walked downstairs being real quiet and I grabbed my bag. i changed my pants and then I put a peice of gum in my mouth. I kept a emergency pack of gum under my bed it helped sometimes when I was really hungry and my father didn't feed me. he never really feeds me but sometimes I manage to sneak an apple or something small. I walked up the stairs slowly and walked out the door. I ran the entire way to school which wasn't very far considering I live right by it.

I walked into my class walking to the back of the room and dropping my bag on the ground. "Mr. Quinn you are late care to explain why?" My teacher asked. Being the smartass I am I made a clever remark. "Oh yeah maybe you should ask your mom why I was late she would know" I snapped back at her and the entire class giggled. "I will not have his kind of behavior today Mr. Quinn Get up and go to the principals Office immedietly" She said as her voice flared with anger. I got up putting my bag over my shoulder and laughed at her "Whatever you want Mrs. Buzzkill" She looked at me like she was about to slap me I just smiled at her and left the room.

I walked down the hallway heading to the principals office when I bumped into a tall buff kid. "Watch were your going faggot" He spat at me and then he pushed me to the ground and one of his friends that were behind him kicked me in the ribs and I moaned in agony. His other friend just laughed and they walked away. I got up swiftly and walked slowly down the hallway.

Everyone in the school knew I was gay thanks to Jaime preciado He stole my notebook that had all my feelings in it and he read it out loud to the class. ever since then I get beat up and called a "faggot" or a "fuck up" or something rude beyond the lines of that.

I decided to go to the bathroom instead on the principles office because come to think of it the last thing I need is some guy calling my father to tell him how much more of a mistake I really am. I walked into the empty bathroom and went into my usual stall I sat down in the corner and began to cry quietly. Nobody ever came into this bathroom they always used the one upstairs; I come in here to cry or let out the pain when it becomes to much.

I opened my bag and took out an old silver Bestfriend of mine. I sliced the blade acrossed my wrist and then I did it again and again intill I was completely satisfied. When I was finished there was blood on the floor, I was still crying. I put my jacket back on and dried my tears I began to walk to my second period class and I sat in the back. I had puffy swollen eyes but Nobody really ever payed attention to me so I just sat there daydreaming of a better life.

There was a knock on the door and Mrs. Green opened the door to be aquatinted by a short Mexican boy. "Hello I'm Vic Fuentes I just moved here, I'm your new student" He said flashing a golden award smile. Vic was attractive. No more then attractive he was gorgeous his brown wavy hair went down to his shoulders and he had a piercing in his nose he was tan and had beautiful features.

She told him to sit down and he sat down in the only empty seat in the classroom which was right by me. I studdered and let out a small "Hi" He smiled and returned my greeting with a "Hello" in a small but cute voice.