Shadows & Stars

Chapter 21: The curse of Monday

~Henry's POV

It's been a week since my concussion and I feel a lot better, but I still have a bruise on my head. Alexander has been the best boyfriend ever. He asks me how I feel everyday and continues to bring me gifts/care packages. 

I'm getting ready for school. It's another rainy day so I put on some sweatpants, a comfy shirt and an oversized hoodie. My dad took me to school this morning and gave me a hug goodbye. 

Eloise came down with a cold so she wasn't at school today and I was not about to go third wheel with Zachary and Lucas. Guess I'm alone today. It doesn't bother me though because I like a little peace every now and then. 

The school day was pretty long so I was a little tired after my last class. I was on my to my locker to put away some books. Before I could get there I was pulled into the janitors closet. It was pretty dark since the only light in the room was from the bottom of the door. 

When I caught up to what was happening I saw a figure in front of me, barely enough light to see the persons face. "Who are you?" I asked feeling shivers. He walked forward causing a little light to fall on his face. My heart sank to my stomach.

It's this guy called Chase Harrison. He was my bully up until I got my glow up. "Chase?" I asked with a shaking voice. His eyes just stared me down. "What are you doing?" I tried again. Before I could speak again he pushed me against the wall and forcefully kissed me. I tried pushing away but he was much stronger then me. 

He finally broke the kiss. "Chase what are you doing?" I tried getting passed him but he held me back. "You taste good." He spoke. "It's probably your boyfriend I'm tasting!" I didn't know how to reply. "You're a slut!" He hit me in my stomach causing me to fall to the ground. "Chase what are you talking about?" I tried catching my breath. 

"I hate seeing you two together." He looked down at me on the ground. "What do you mean?" I asked still finding it hard to breathe. "Henry don't play dumb with me. I'm obviously the one following you everywhere." I was shocked at his words. He was one of the last people I would've expected. "Chase I thought you hated me?" 

"I did. Until you became hot. Now I want to see you suffer because it's your fault I'm gay. I don't want to be a faggot like you!" He spoke down on me. His words took me back to when he used to call me that then punch me to the floor. "Henry stand up." I obeyed his order because I was scared at what might happen if I didn't.

"Turn around." He demanded. I was hesitant but did as he asked. "Chase..." I tried speaking. "Chase what are you doing." I started crying. "Shut up!" He pushed my head against the wall making my face slam into it. He pulled my pants down. I couldn't control my tears. I tried escaping his grasp one more time but he slammed me into the wall again. 

"Henry don't make this harder then it already is." His voice was demanding and scary. My tears rolled down one after the other. He put his hand onto my mouth so I couldn't scream. Right when he did that he pushed himself into me. It hurt. I was helpless. 

As he continued he used his other hand to grab my neck and squeezed it as hard as he could. I could feel is fingers digging into me. My entire body went numb. The pain was to bad to handle. I couldn't make a sound. I stopped crying when I realized how helpless I was. 

At this point I was just a doll to him. A lifeless body. Just a toy to get rid of his anger. My mind was completely empty. I just stood against the wall with nothing but pain. Every second there was a thrust. Every second there was pain. Every second that went by I lost a piece of myself until...I was no one.

When he finished he let go of me. I fell to the ground. I laid on the floor thinking about nothing...Just nothing.

He left the janitors closet when he pulled his pants up, leaving me there. I stood up and pulled my pants up. I left the school and started to walk home. The rain drops crashing against me with every step. My mind was still empty. My face was empty. My life was empty. My pieces were broken. At this point I was nothing. 

I got home and went to my room. I was drenched in rain. I fell onto my bed and just laid there. An empty body. Nothing to live for. I didn't have any more tears left. What do I do? Who am I? Who was I? Who will I be?

I walked to the bathroom, got into the tub and began doing the only thing I knew to well. My only friend that was here to help...First cut...The pain made me get back a piece of me that I didn't want, but it was the only piece of me that I knew how to get...Second cut...

Everything around me was lifeless. Even my mom yelling my name. "HENRY!" I couldn't respond. My name echoing in my head. "HENRY!" She yelled again. Like I said, lifeless. My dad stormed in and picked me up into his arms. "Henry stay with me buddy." Another echo in my mind. 

In the car laying on the backseat, staring at the roof. "Henry we are almost there, stay with me." Echo. Doctors putting me onto a bed. Echo. Doctors putting an oxygen mask on me. Echo. Doctors electrocuting me. Echo. "Turn up the volts!" Echo. Another shock. My eyes got life. My body got life. My face got life. I'm alive again. 

My parents rushed to me. "Henry!" My mom cried. "You're alive!" My dad cried. I gave them a hug. I could feel my tears again. I could feel my pieces of humanity again. I could breathe again. 

Alexander rushed in. "HENRY!" he yelled with tears in his eyes. He hugged me tightly. When I smelled his scent I hugged him back. I cried into his shoulder. "Alexander." I cried his name. "I'm here. Don't worry." He cried.