Sincerely Yours, C- Larry AU

Prologue

A/N: So, this has been sitting on my computer for awhile, and like I wanted to give you something. 

Well, here is the prologue, i hope you like it!

~Hunter xx.

[EDITED 08/28/14]

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Louis POV

I’m worthless.

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I don’t belong in this world.

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Everyone hates me.

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No one loves me; even my family didn’t want me.

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My only ‘friends’ bully me.

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Should I just end this now?

I shouldn’t, that’s what everyone wants me to do. I drop the razor in the sink and clean off myself before going over to my bed and slip under the covers.

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The alarm wakes me up from my dreamless sleep. I don’t want to go to school, everyone always picks on me. All because I’m gay and adopted, but I’m no different than everyone else.

I groan as I knew I had to get up, I get on my dark colored clothes, and just sighed. I used to wear other colors, but the bullies would just pick on me even more, saying it made me more gay; if that was even possible. 

I don’t even worry about my hair, I put on a beanie and slip on my black combat boots and walk out the door.

When I was born, my biological parents didn't want me, and now my adoptive parents don't. It all had started when I came out to them, my father had left my mother, and now she hates me. I don't even know why she still keeps me here, when all she does is get drunk and abuse me. But, I guess that's what I deserve for making her husband leave. 

I don’t feel like I even belong in this world. No one even likes me, not even my own dog likes me. So why should I even care what I do; so I don’t care about anything anymore.

I walk with my head down to the school; I don’t pay attention to anyone or anything. I made that mistake a few times and it didn’t end well.

I tried to get to my locker quickly to get my books, only to have my locker door slammed shut, and me slammed up against the wall.

“Well well, if it isn’t the lonely faggot boy.” Keith spat in my face. I try to get away but his grip tightens, “Now where do you think you’re going?” He grabs my wrist and I wince slightly, I sighed in relief when he didn't pay attention to it. He pulled me by that same wrist into the middle of the courtyard, where everyone could see me. 

He stands in front of me with his three buddies, which were all my ex-best friends. They circle around me, but he puts his face right in front of mine and whispers into my ear, “What’s the matter, mummy and daddy didn’t want you, so no one else will.” He then steps back only to pull down my pants, and well my boxers went along with them. So, well, now everyone knows what I look like under my clothese.

I heard laughter and some whistles. I even heard something along the lines like, “Why do all the sexy ones have to be gay?” but I shook that out of my thoughts. I pulled up my pants, with tears running down my face and I run off the bathroom.