*not much talking at the start*
I looked at my hands. I was in a dark grey t-Shirt. I started at my wrist this time. No bandages. Did nobody notice? I hope Kyle or Craig didn't. I laid down and fell asleep. I woke up to banging on my door. "WAKE UP STANLEY!" Oh my mom. I got ready and skipped breakfast. I walked outside to the but stop with no jacket. We all still had school because. "We didn't get enough school in" a bunch of students did bad on their finals and we had to ALL go back. I hated it. We only had 2 more weeks left though. I made it to the bus stop. I felt my wrist. I got weirded out by the texture and put my hand down. Kyle was there so was Eric but not Kenny. I stood by Kyle not making eye contact. Eric walked over to me and gave me a high five while greeting me. I said hello back and touched to side of my face that hurt. He walked over to his spot again after Kyle got mad for him coming over. I blushed at Kyle's mad face, HE LOOKS SO CUTE. Oh yeah right. I looked forward again putting hands against my chest remember the kid. My past self.
"I love you still kid." I whispered acting like he was listening to me. Kyle looked at my not moving his head. I looked back with my hands still on my chest. "What?" I stared at him. He looked away. I sighed now putting my hands on my sides. I heard a gasp and I rolled my eyes. The bus came and we all got on it. All the kids starting to laugh as I walked to the back. Tears filled my eyes. I'm class people pointed and laughed. They stared at me in class laughing. The whole day was like that. Lunch came. I decided to not get lunch with all those kids. I wanted to sit outside. I looked for a way to not be see while walking in the lunch room. I couldn't find a way so I walked just about in front of everyone. People laughed and pointed and stared. I ran out of there. Thank god for track. I got out of there in a few seconds. I sat down outside the door. I feel down and pulled my legs to my chest. I cried. Sobbed. I waited until the bell and ran to my next class. I sat down in the back with head down hat pulled over my face.
The end of the day came and I ran out of school skipping the bus. I ran to the park. I pulled out a notebook on the bench and began writing. I wrote a note to Kyle, mom, dad, Shelly, Craig and his gang, eric, Kenny and butter. I only wrote to Craig and his gang because I needed to explain the reason I couldn't fight, and that I was "busy". Tears fell on my hands as I put my notebook up. I headed to my house. I went in my room and fell asleep thinking. Only 5 days left. I smiled and went to sleep again. I woke up the next day. I snuck out because everyone was sleeping. I got in the car and drove off to a cliff. I went to the edge and sat down. I loved feeling like I'm going to fall. The sun started to rise and I sat there to watch it. I put headphones on and started to blast the good music i like. I started to hum them. I stood up after the sun rose and I went back to the car. I sat there wondering what I should do with my time left. I'm going to have a good time. I dug for money and pulled out a good 40 bucks (i have no idea where he keeps getting money🤷♀️) i went to a place to eat. Perfect. I parked and pulled my phone out and went to the camera. The bruises aren't that bad. The cuts are red though. I sighed and walked inside and got seated. I ordered some breakfast. When I get home im taking a shower my hair is greasy as fuck. I kept my smile through that thought. I ate my breakfast alone. I only had a few days until they would be alone. I payed and gave the nice lady a 10 dollar tip and left. I drove home. I sat down on my bed for a minute then got up to take a shower. I locked the bathroom door and got the water ready. I took off my shirt and looked in the mirror... is.. that. Me? I stared at my chest seeing the bruises and cuts there. I had a bunch. Oh man no wonder i felt bad. I hopped in the shower after i finished staring at myself.
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I got dressed and sat down again on my bed. Hmmm what should i do now... Oh i know! I searched my room for my fake I.D. Tonight will be cool man. Thank goodness i know the people that own the place. I stood up and went to the door downstairs. "Where are you going?" I froze I forgot about my family.
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FanfictionStan got depressed again but Kyle wants to know why, so he brings him to meet up. Stan really likes Kyle but he doesn't feel right. But Kyle and everyone starts to hate him. He circles a date and hopes it only goes right...