i love you so -byler

Chapter 10.

-Later that day-

Will's POV- I still kinda felt like shit even after skipping with Mike and us having some fun in the bathrooms, but it wasn't enough to get me through the rest of the day.

I head to the bathrooms, again, to have some time to myself at lunch.

I enter the bathrooms, no ones here, thank god. I go to sit in a cubicle and lock the door, I close the toilet seat and sit on top, I reach for my bag and open the first zipper pocket. I grab out a book, my Diary. I tend to write in it every day, but lately so much has been going on I totally forgot about it.

It usually makes me feel better when I write, like I'm telling all my problems, secrets, and my entire life to someone, even though it's just a book, it seems to help like I am talking to an actual person.

I grab a pencil and open the book to the last date, I put the lead to the paper and start writing.

Soon the bathroom door swings open and I hear a crowd of people enter, I recognize the voice... Troy.

I stay there in the cubicle quiet, hoping they would leave soon, but instead, I hear a loud bang on the door.

"Who the fuck is in here" Troy yells,

I stay silent.....

Another loud bang hits the door,

"Don't be afraid, come out", I hear one of the others say

I still kept quiet,

Troy starts continuously banging on the door, I eventually open the door, still holding my diary.

"Oh, it's the fag" one of the guys said

"Holy shit, he writes a fucking diary" Troy laughs

Troy snatches the diary out of my hands and holds it up in the air as I try to grab it,

"What does it say?" one of his friends laughs

Troy opens the book to one of the first pages that I wrote years ago, his friends hold me back as I try to grab it back.

Troy's expression completely changes as he flicks through the pages, he looked a bit shocked and worried, but also disgusted.

"What does it say?" one of his friends asks again

Troy then slams the book shut and pushes it into my chest,

"here's your disgusting, faggot, fairy shit back," he says as the others let go of me and leave the bathroom, I fall to the ground from exhaustion, a bit confused, what page did he read to make him react that way.

I turn to the start of the book, and I seemed to be a bit shocked myself, the first page was about my father.

The page read-

May 22nd 1978

It was my birthday today.

Mum got me a new painting set, it had so many colours, even more colours than in a rainbow. As soon as I got it I started painting, I was super excited, I painted a giant rainbow rocket ship, it was really pretty. I went to show Dad, he was drinking a beer as I walked up to him, I showed him the painting, but I don't think he liked it very much because he ripped it up and told me I should be doing more manly things than painting, he then grabbed me and took me to the closet, he shut me in there and locked it and told me I wasn't aloud out until I stopped acting like a fag. I was in there all night, and not until the morning did Jhonathan find me crying.

I sit on the bathroom floor thinking back to that day, so long ago, I shed a tear, then wipe my eyes as I stood up, I think back to my childhood as I collect my things scattered across the bathroom floor, I've basically written my whole life in that book, including things about Troy, and he just saw it all.

Shit. 

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Sorry for the super shitting writing on this chapter, it's like hella late, and I'm so bloody tired,

and im like rewriting this whole thing out of a hand written book that i decided to write last year, and the book is so bad, but my online version in 10 times better even tho its still shit.

i hope whoever is ready my story is enjoying it and im sorry thats its really bad. 

xoxo love u