Chatterbox ❥ Malum [SEQUEL to Mute ❥ Malum]

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Thankyou for understanding, I feel so much better and I'm unbelievably grateful that you're reading my shitty story <3

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Sooo..." Luke said awkwardly, scratching the back of his neck. "Any ideas?"

"I have some.. But they're probably not that good." I sighed.

"I bet they're not!! C'mon give us a few lyrics." Luke smiled.

"Um. No no it's okay."

"Mike, you're an amazing song writer. Please?"

"Okay." I sighed, reaching down to get my notebook.

"I suppose this is a verse of something that we could adapt:

So save me from who I'm supposed to be

I'll always be a part of the minority

Don't wanna be a victim of authority

Save me from who I'm supposed to be

So tell me, tell me, tell me what you want from me,

I don't wanna be another social casualty"

"Wow I really like that but I have a suggestion.."

"That is..?"

"I think you should swap the lyrics 'I'll always be a part of the minority' and 'Don't wanna be a victim of authority' around so it's 'don't wanna be a victim of authority, I'll always be apart of the minority'"

I sang that over in my head, "That sounds better" I smiled.

- 3 Hours Later -

"Well then, looks like we've got the song done." Luke said placing his guitar down before unplugging the jack from the amp.

"Yeah, hey. What time is it?"

"Oh shit, it's nearly 9:30!" Luke said with wide eyes. Fuck. I was meant to call Calum before 8 to tell him if I was going to be late home because he couldn't pick me up any later than 8:30 because he had work - he had managed to get a part time job working with Jack in his parents bar, I hope he isn't worried about me.

"Mike, how are you getting home? It's late." Luke asked, worried?

"Well Calum is at work so looks like I'm walking" I sighed.

"I'll walk with you" Luke said pulling on his vans.

"No no, it's okay! I'm alright walking on my own."

"Are you sure? It's dark out, i don't want anything to happen." He said scratching the back of his neck.

"I'm sure, bye Luke." I started to go in for a hug but decided to go against it, I still didn't exactly trust him.

20 Minutes Later

Fuckfuckfuckfuck  I don't think I can run anymore.

"GET HIM FOR FUCK SAKE" I heard before I felt my body hit the floor. Hard. Really fucking hard.

"Pin him down Zack."  I was turned onto my back forcefully, with my head hitting the pavement. I could feel a slight warm and wet substance forming.

"Please, don't hurt me. I-i haven't done a-anything"

"Oh look so it does speak!, Hey Alan, it's speaking." Zack said laughing in my face.

"G-guys I think we should stop. We could get in a lot of trouble for this. You know I don't like violence that much. You know blood makes me feel sick, I don't wanna get arrested. Oh no, what if the police drive by an-"

"Phil?"

"Y-yeah?"

"Shut the fuck up." Alan snarled.

"Okay" Phil said looking down, his black hair covering his face, but you could tell he was upset by the way Alan was snapping at him.

"Right, mute boy. Oh wait we can't call you that anymore. But anyway, we've not beaten your ass for a long time now and I think it's a bit overdue don't you?"

"N-no"

"Wrong answer" He said before hitting me, hard.  He grabbed a fistful of my shirt and pulled me up.

"How about, we play a game called 'How many bones can we break before it passes out'? Huh? Guys?"

"Yeah I think I like the sound of that, what about you Phil?"

"N-no" Phil stuttered, wait no? He said no?

"The fuck did you just say?"

"I-I said no."

"Don't tell me you feel sorry for the little shit. Phil. You know what we do to people who feel sorry for our toys."

"I d-don't care. Leave him alone. He's not done anything, hell he never has. All he did was let his feelings get in the way."

"Feelings get in the way? Are you fucking kidding me Phil? He's a disease."

"IF LIKING GUYS IS A DISEASE THEN I MUST'VE CAUGHT IT. BECAUSE GUESS WHAT ALAN? I LIKE GUYS TOO AND I HAVE A BOYFRI-" Phil screamed, but before he could finish he was tackled down to the floor by Alan.

"Zack? I think it's time we played our game, don't you? And oh look. We have another player." Alan said evilly, looking at Phil who was writhing underneath him.

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I couldn't feel anything anymore. Zack and Alan had been kicking and punching me and Phil for nearly 20 minutes.

I can. I can feel myself drifting out of consciousness.

I was curled up in a ball, numb from the contact but it suddenly stopped. I opened my eyes and looked to my left and saw that Phil was unconscious, I heard a loud thump to my right and suddenly Alan's face was right next to mine, and it was covered in blood. It was gushing from his nose.

"Zack, you better fucking run before I break your nose too." A familiar voice said.

"Mike? Fucking hell I knew I shouldn't have let you walk home on your own. It's Luke. You're gonna be okay. The ambulance is on its way."

"C-c-Calu-um. R-ri-i-"

"Don't worry. I'll ring him when we get to hospital. I've rang the police too, I'll explain what happened. I saw a bit of it, not all of it, but enough to get them arrested."

I was going to say thankyou but I was too exhausted. I just closed my eyes and was soon unconscious myself.