M/N Pov
I was the quiet kid in class, people often forgot I was there which was perfect as I didn't want to be noticed and picked on as I knew it would happen for my appearance and because I was poor bit could I help that? No would I change it? No Because it was who I was and I wasn't ashamed of it. I did have one friend and that was Jay he was quiet so we got along as we say mainly in silence which was perfect though I wasn't sure how it started he just started following me and I soon got used to it.
He always tried giving me his spare stuff but I ended up giving it back saying I prefer he had it making him blush as he held the bag thither then sending it in the evening making me a little annoyed he didn't listen but he was stubborn. Sadly I couldn't keep the quiet life as a new student started talking to me making me smile as we got along so I spent my time with him and of course Jay who followed along. But I noticed something different his fists are always clenched like he was angry and wanted to punch something.
I never thought he would but when I woke up after not remembering how I feel asleep in the first place I see him beating the guy the death, I didn't think the guy was alive anymore. Scared as he walks over to me placing his bloody hand on my face as he sits on my lap holding me close as he starts leaving marks on my neck. Pulling back he smiles tracing his thumb on my lips before kissing them deeply until we needed air staring at his face as he licked his lips looking crazy I knew he wasn't the same Jay I knew.
