•¥• 𝑴𝒆𝒂𝒏. •¥• a 198nights fanfiction

•¥• 𝘾𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧 6 •¥•

A/n: haha mb guys

TW oops no apologies also there's no going back

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Midnights's Pov:

I woke up, and looked in the mirror. I had a bruise on my jaw and a black eye, so my facial damage wasn't that bad.

I lifted my shirt, wincing as I moved my muscles. Huge bruises scattered my torso and abs.

I tried to walk. It was fine. I didn't have P.E today.

I know I said I wasn't going, but I really needed to get my grades up. I missed too much.

So I got up, despite the huge amount of pain shooting through my abdomen, and I put a hoodie and sweatpants on. I did my best to cover the bruise on my jaw, but it didn't work, so I was gonna pull up with multiple bruises.

I can just say I ran into something.

Yeah.

I got on my motorcycle which hurt to ride, considering I had to bend forward a bit.

I arrived at school about 20 minutes late and walked into the first class, which had Rep, Evermore, and Folklore in it.

I kept my gaze downcast as I walked in and I walked right to our table, ignoring the teacher.

I sat down and looked at the board.

I could feel the group's gaze on me, or... on the bruises... but didn't say anything.

Soon enough, the lesson ended, and I walked out without a word.

Rep, folklore, and evermore followed me to my locker.

"Mid!" I heard Rep call out.

I sighed and turned towards them. "What." I replied.

"What happened to you? That looks like it hurt," Folklore said softly, tilting her head in curiosity.

"Her da-" Rep started before I cut her off.

"My dad's friends's son and his friends jumped me..." I lied.

Folklore and Evermore's brows furrowed. "You've got to stop doing stuff that gets you in trouble. Not that I can talk." Said evermore, who I sneered at.

I rolled my eyes as they walked away, leaving me and Rep.

"Did you actually get jumped?" Rep said with a raised brow.

"No, Rep, I did not 'get jumped'. You and me know very well what happened." I said tiredly.

She sighed and nodded then walked off.

I went to my next class.

•¥• LUNCH TIME •¥•

I sat down at our table with my burrito and ignored the table's looks.

"What happened to you?" Asked Debut in a rude tone.

I snapped. "God, shut the fuck up, stay out of my shit," I said coldly.

She blinked, taken aback.

I felt something on my hand and I looked down to see 1989's pinky on mine.

I didn't say anything.

I slightly enjoyed it. But I shouldn't.

"You okay?" Asked 1989, looking at me concerned.

I sighed in annoyance and rolled my eyes. "Ohhh, yeah. I'm perfect. Just fucking peachy." I snapped.