Chapter 1

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[TW: MENTIONS OF $H AND $UICIDAL THOUGHTS]

CODY'S POV:

I stared at the ceiling fan, laid down on my bed. My arms stung from last night, I looked down at them to see they were wrapped in bandages. It was currently 6:48am, I knew I had to drag myself up to get changed, but I couldn't. I could practically feel the pressure of my eyebags against my eyes. My phone vibrated, I gathered up my strength to sit up and look at my messages, It was just a stupid WhatsApp group chat, I turned my phone off and stood up. I stared at my calendar, just a few more weeks to go, I had it all planned. The rope in my closet, the stool in the corner of my room.

I got changed slowly and walked out of the door. I walked past my parents who were throwing insults at eachother, they didn't care about me and I didn't care about them, I never bothered them and they never bothered me. I slammed the door behind me as I stormed out the house, put my headphones on and listened to music. I was still half asleep and dizzy, everything was blurred.

Suddenly, I bumped into somebody's chest. As I stepped back and looked up, I was met with the sight of a boy with long brown hair and dark eyes. He wore a red sweater with a blue polo underneath and some green pants. He held a large book in his hand and looked down at me.

"Watch where you're going, gap." He said in a monotone voice, putting his hand on his hip. I stared into his eyes for what seemed like forever, he was pretty handsome.
"You're..uh.." I looked side to side and scratched the back of my  neck.
"I'm what? Spit it out, shortie." He rolled his eyes, I couldn't speak.
"Exactly." He shoved past me and walked to his locker. He seemed rude.

I walked into class and slumped in my chair. I flipped through the pages of my notebook, I heard somebody sit down next to me. I looked up and saw the dude I bumped into earlier. I watched as he read a read hardcover book, I read it secretly as well, it seemed like a romance.

"Stop reading my book, geek. Go get your own." He said, immediately shutting his book when he realized I was reading it. I put my head on the table and sighed. I fell asleep, I had only gotten an hour of sleep last night.

A few minutes later, I felt a soft shaking on my shoulder, I sat up and slowly opened my eyes to look at the boy. He was gorgeous, but I don't know what I was thinking.
"You fell asleep." He commented, I looked down at my untied shoes.
"I know, thanks for waking me up." I answered, looking back up at him and smiling.
"Your welcome. My name's Noah, by the way." Noah? That was a nice name. A name for a pretty smart person.
"Mines Cody, nice to meet you." I smiled, staring into his eyes.

I knew he was handsome, but I liked Gwen. She's hot, smart, pretty, strong and tall, who wouldn't like a girl like that? But I knew she didn't like me, I chased after her like a dog and a bone when she saw me as an annoying little brother. I knew this because I overheard her talking to her Courtney about me. I cried alot that night, but walked in the next day like nothing happened. I still loved her, though, she'll have to like me back eventually, right?

I looked back up at the boy, he was back to reading. The teacher finally got up and started the lesson, I knew this day would last ages, it would probably feel like days. I couldn't stop staring at Noah's beautiful eyes. Suddenly, he looked up at me as I was staring at him.

"What do you want?" He whispered, shutting his book once again.
"Uhm...I'm..uh..sorry about earlier." I blurted out the first thing that came to mind, he gave me a small smirk and nodded.
"It's fine, don't worry about it." He turned back to the page he was on and continued reading, he was beautiful. I shook of these thoughts and kept looking at the whiteboard, occasionally glancing at him.

I put my head back on the table, staring up at the teacher. My arms went limp against my sides, I felt so upset for no reason. I was shot back up when a scrunched-up ball of paper hit my head. I looked back to see a group of boy at the back laughing, I didn't care, it was a usual occurrence. I looked down at my shoes as another paper ball hit me.

I hated it here, I just wanted to go home, lay in bed and stare at my ceiling fan again, but I also don't. Because home is my escape from school and school is my escape from home, I have no time to rest anywhere. My parents are always screaming and neglecting me, I can't even ask them to make me food so I just starve, because even if we are wealthy, the fridge is always empty. But at school, I'm always getting picked on and Insulted, I have no friends to help me.

I wish I had somebody to love, somebody to hug, somebody to kiss, but nobody wants me. Everybody thinks I'm just some creep, but I'm not. I just want somebody who will care about me like I care about them, but I dont. I don't have anybody to care about me, I have nobody to hug or kiss or love. The girl I love is Gwen, and she thinks I'm a scrawny geek who's going nowhere in life. Even though she's right, it's tiring. Everyday I wake up, knowing I'm going to die alone, nobody will care, so the same question repeats in my head..'would anybody notice if I disappeared?'

Tears started hitting the table, I rubbed my eyes, I don't want to cry in class, not here. But it kept going, I couldn't stop. I sniffled, drawing attention to me. I kept wiping away my tears, but I choked on my sobs.

"Hey crybaby! What's wrong?" I heard the boys in the back of the class shout at me. I couldn't do this, I put my head in my arms, trying not to draw much attention. I felt a tap on my shoulder, I slowly lifted my head up to see Noah.

"Ignore them. Don't cry, you'll draw attention to yourself and get picked on more." He whispered, trying to sit me up. He grabbed a tissue out of his bag, I wiped my tears quickly and put the tissue in my pocket. My arms stung like my eyes, I wanted to say thank you, but I couldn't speak. Did he care? Probably not, he just felt bad, did he feel bad? I had to stop thinking before i started crying like a loser again.

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