markson: discoveries

14: Hell

Mark's POV

After a few days of missing school to stay with Jackson in the hospital, Jackson told me that I had to go back. He nagged and nagged and eventually I gave in. I wished that I could've just stayed with him there til he got out, so that I could take care of him. But he insisted I go back to school. So I did.

I never could've known that school would be so different upon my return. I walked in and was greeted by the hateful glares of hundreds of the school's students. I was beyond confused.

They all watched me walk down the halls as if I was some.. outsider. As if I had done something wrong. Every room I walked into went silent, and dozens of eyes locked on me in angry stares. I couldn't take it anymore.

"What's going on? Why are you all looking at me like I killed someone?" I exclaimed as I looked around my classroom.

"Because you did, well you almost did. You almost killed Jackson," A voice from the crowd said in an angered tone. A questioning look filled my eyes.

"Killed Jackson, what are you talking about?" I said as my eyes widened.

"You pushed him into the street.. Don't act like you didn't, everyone knows, Mark," Another voice that I couldn't quite pinpoint said. I was entirely confused. Who had told everyone that I'd pushed Jackson? I hadn't, I wouldn't even think to do something like that to him. I love him for god's sake!

"Pushed him? Who is telling everyone that I pushed him! I would never push my freaking boyfriend in front of a damn car!" I exclaimed, upset at the fact that everyone thought I was some kind of murderer. The teacher soon entered and class began. Everyone continued to stare at me and whisper about me. I couldn't stand it.

I was relieved when the bell rang. I stood quickly and made my way towards my locker. It wasn't hard to spot, actually. Especially since there was spray paint all over the front of the metal locker. The word 'evil' was sprayed in big red letters along the door. I unlocked it and upon opening the small metal door, out fell at least 15 pieces of paper. Picking one up, I read it to myself.

'How dare you use Jackson just to hurt him! You're fucking horrible, go die!' The note read. Well that was fucking wonderful. I could guess what the other notes would say. I picked them all up and threw them away, grabbing my books and making my way towards my next class.

The rest of the day continued quite similarly, other than occasionally being tripped and getting yelled at that I should go kill myself. Let's just say, I've had better days at school.

I dealt with it quite well for the first few hours of school. I just ignored everyone, basically. But during my lunch hour, things simply got out of hand.

I bought my lunch like any other day, and made my way towards my usual table of friends. It was odd to be there without Jackson, I was just so used to him being there that it felt like without him, there was just this strange emptiness. I sat down, and the table went silent. I didn't think my own friends would give me the silent treatment. I thought they knew me better than to think I'd do something like that.

"Guys.. You guys know I didn't do it, right?" Nearly all of them nodded at my question, whih confused me. "If you know I didn't do it, why aren't you guys talking to me?" I asked them as I took a bite of my food.

"Because if everyone else knows that we don't hate you like they do, they'll hate us.." Yugyeom said quietly as he took a bite of his food.

"That's ridiculous.." I said quietly as I took another bite of my food. All the guys nodded. I hated this silence, I really did.

I ate quietly, but soon that quietness was disturbed. Three girls made their way towards our lunch table, they were the schools bitches, basically. They all wore the shortest uniform skirts that they could find, and tight tops to show off their stuffed bras. They all wore mean looks on their make up coated faces, their hands on their hips as if they were intimidating. I looked up at them with an unamused expression as they approached.

"How fucking dare you!" One of them exclaimed in a bratty, high pitched tone.

"How dare I what?" I replied with bored eyes, which only seemed to further anger the girls.

"How dare you try to get my fucking man killed!" The leader of the trio yelled. I let out an annoyed sigh.

"I didn't try to kill anyone. And last time I checked, Jackson's my man. Sorry to tell you," I explained simply. "I don't know who spread all this shit that I pushed him but I didn't. God, why would anyone even think that I'd do something like that to someone I love," I said as I took a bite of my sandwich. I didn't know what exactly it was I said that made the girls so angry, but something set them off.

"Jackson is my fucking man! He was, he is, and he ALWAYS will be!" The girl yelled loudly. "He's not yours, you were just using him for popularity, for friends! I don't even know why he spent time with a nobody like you! Let alone told you he loved you, because that's disgusting and a fucking lie!" She continued angrily. With that, she took a step towards me and pushed me back by my shoulders, right out of my seat and onto the hard tile of the cafeteria floor, which my head hit with a loud thump. And with that, the girls swiveled on the heels of their too-tall shoes, and walked out of the cafeteria.

Hell. That's what school was right now, complete and utter hell.

//authornim.
I feel so bad for Mark.. but well, that's too bad.

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