high school kids || johnnie gilbert fan fic

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johnnies Pov 

it was the finally Friday, I just needed to make it to the end of today. It was lunch and I saw the new girl I think navy was her name she was sitting by herself, and I guess that sitting with her was better than sitting by myself "hey" I said sitting down and taking a bite of my food "hi" she said quietly looking down "you, okay?" I asked it looked like something was on her mind "yea I'm fine I guess" she replied "oh well I'm here if you need to talk" I gave her a soft smile and finished my food "we should hang out later?" I said before she left "yea sure just text me after school" 

I was walking out of lunch when Navy stopped me at the door. "Hey, wait up!" She said while grabbing my wrist. "Woah" I hiss, "Keep your grubby hands to yourself please." I state while walking away. "Oh-" was all she got out before I left the conversation. I am now walking to my last class of the day, not being able to hold in my tears. I raised my hand and asked the teacher if I could use the restroom, unfortunately Navy shares the room with me and noticed cuts going down my arm. I tried to cover them with doodles or long sleeve shirts, but it was hot out today, so I rolled them up. The teacher thankfully lets me go and I make my way to the bathrooms, on my way there I hear footsteps making me jolt and I spin around to see Navy walking in my direction.

"So, I know you aren't actually going to use the restroom. So, what's up?" She questions. I don't immediately answer but something in my stomach starts to form. I want to say, "It's fine don't worry." But I can't get the words to come out of my mouth. Instead, I take off towards the Men's room trying to get away from whatever awful interrogation that was. I let out a sigh of relief thinking that she would give up but of course she didn't "johnnie stop!" she shouted "you just don't know when to stop, do you!?" I shouted back "johnnie..." she paused "I know... so there's no point in hiding it" she says sympathetically "how..." I trail off looking down at my feet "I just do" she states pulling me into a hug possibly the last time someone has hugged me, tears were now trickling down my face "it's okay" she whispered in my ear.

"Do you want to skip the rest of class?" she questions, "please." I say sniffling, I don't know what came over me in those moments, but I never want them to happen again... 

-Time skip to at home-

 I walk in the door to be greeted with my mother on the floor crying while my stepdad is whipping her. (We love his mom this is just an AU) My "Dad" so to say is as drunk as a sailor and has taken all of the pent-up anger on my mom. "Hey!" I say trying to break it up, "Shut up Johnnie everything is fine." My mother says with a fake smile on her face while tears visibly roll down her face. "But-" "Just go to your room, lock the door, and play loud music." She says shooing me off like I'm one of the therapists she sees every Wednesday. It's always "I'm fine," or "Just go." With her... She never talks about anything and always keeps a fake smile on her broken face. 

I finally give up and head to my room to play MCR on full blast. Anything that I can do to drown out the screams works for me. I would fight back, hell I want to so bad, but my mother always shoves me away. She always puts it off and never stands up for herself. "I'm okay Johnnie." She tells me, "He just had one bad day, nothing major." She speaks with care... Care that she doesn't mean. She knows that her mental state is fucked, and she never does anything about it. She uses shopping as an excuse and always has insanely high credit card debt stacked up for no reason what-so-ever. after some time of sitting in my thoughts I finally to bed... maybe tmr will be better?