Drowning In Depression {COMPLETED}

Damien

Picture of Damien at top\side

We get to school and I feel a set of eyes on me. Probably Damien and Cody. Possibly even Kelsey. Damien and Cody are the school douche bags in my eyes. They beat me shitless everyday and I don't really care about the pain. I care about somebody finding out. It sends shame through my body knowing that I can't even defend myself. Kelsey is Cody's
girlfriend and is a narcissistic colossal bitch.

On my first day of school here, she sprayed perfume in my eyes. And now, every single day at lunch, she poor's a slushie on me. Again, she's waiting money! Imagine how much money that wasts. I REALLY like money, but I'm not stingy, or greedy or anything like that.

I was right.

"Hey, fag! Want to get beat up now or after school?" Cody shouts.

I look around for Jinxx or Toby but both of them are already gone.

Kelsey and Damien walk over to me. Cody is already here. I turn all the way around to face them.

"N-n-not n-n-n-now, p-p-please..."

Damien gives me a -sympathetic? Look. Sympathy? What? Didn't think he was capable of showing sympathy.

"I wanna talk to you." Damien says. Oh shit.

He grabs my arm and pulls me into the girls bathroom.

"F-f-first o-of a-all, y-you c-c-c-can't b-be in h-here. S-second, i-i r-really c-can't deal with y-your b-bullshit r-right n-now. P-p-please c-can y-you d-do th-this after sc-school? P-p-please?" I choke out.

"First of all, I'm in here all the time. Second, you were all over the news. I'm so sorry."

"W-what?" Sorry? What the fuck?

"I-i heard about what happened to your dad, Ash. I also heard that you tried to kill yourself. I'm so sorry for everything that we- and i- did to you. We both know if I were to try to stand up to Cody I'd get beat shitless but I'll try to find a way to get him to stop. I'm going to stop harassing you, though. I never really thought you would do that, and I'm so so so so so sorry. I know that sorry can't fix this but I'm gonna find a way to make it up to you. I want to help you. I want to be your friend -" Friend?! What. The. Fucking. Hell?!

"Friend? You want to be my friend?! Listen fuck face. You can't bully me for 3 years and just expect me to forgive you as if it can be erased! You and your insane possy almost put me in a hospital multiple times and the only reason I didn't do anything is because I though you would kill me! LiteralLY!" I surprise both of us not by only screaming, but by not stuttering. Wow. I didn't know I had that in me.

"I know. I will find a way to make it up to you. You don't have to forgive me, but after I help you, it would mean a lot."

"H-help me? H-h-how?"

"I don't know yet." With that he walks out. Leaving me starstruck.

I look around making sure nobody heard my little outburst. I look in the mirror and notice that my eyes are puffy from crying. Didn't know I was crying. Wow. So much drama and I haven't even gone to first period yet.

I get my makeup put of my purse and touch it up. I don't have my foundation or concealor with me so you can still tell I've been crying. The Bell rings informing me to hurry my fat ass up.

I practically sprint to my locker, gather my stuff and jog to class. The teacher isn't in the room yet.

I sit in the corner back seat to the right, the seat I always sit in. Toby sees me and gathers his stuff to come sit by me.