Different || Troyler AU

C H A P T E R : FOURTEEN

•• Beaten Angel ••

{{ I actually have a song for this chapter: believe by Mumford and sons }}

TROYES POV:

It was lunch. I really disliked lunch due to the fact that, ew, food, and also that Caspar and Marcus find it hilarious to humiliate me in front of everybody.

So I don't go to the cafeteria anymore not that I even ate anything anyway.

I sit outside on a wooden bench near the gates of the school and just stare at nothing and think for an hour, and sometimes thinking can be dangerous.

Especially for me.

I think of abandonment, and how the boys will probably abandon me.

I think about my unexplained episodes, of my extreme anger and sudden down days.

I think about how I could possibly end it all.

Would I cut? Probably.

Would I overdose? Maybe.

Would I jump? Possibly.

Would I shoot myself? Likely.

Would I hang myself? No.

But before I can go into detail I hear shuffling behind me and I turn around.

Caspar.

No Marcus. but still Caspar is bad on his own.

"Well, well, well, what do we have here?" He says smirking evilly and circling me on the bench, "A disgusting queer demon freak."

He laughs.

And I stand up to run.

Caspar grabs my arm and suddenly I'm on the ground.

He kicks me in the chest.

Over and over.

Before he kneels down and straddles me as he throws punches at my face effortlessly.

I barely make a noise and just let it happen since in trying to focus on him and hopefully get him off me with my 'power'.

But I'm too distracted with the pain to concentrate on getting Caspar off me.

The time before he was punching me slowly but now he's punching me over and over without giving me a chance to breathe or react.

He punches me hard on the side of my head.

"Listen queer bag, ever and I mean ever move me with you're freaky fucking powers or talk back to me in front of everyone ever again I will kill you, and don't doubt for a second I won't." He spat out before spitting on me.

He kicked me one more time at the side of my face making my face snap to the side and blood spurt out of my mouth.

I watched as he walked away with my blurry eyes.

I breathed out a raged breath and it was then that I felt my eyes watering.

Shit, don't fucking cry.

Too late.

I sat on the ground just near the outside of the school crying, no one would come near this area which is why I thought it was safe, obviously not.

No one was going to save me.

But let's be honest, I'm not worth saving.

I moved my sleeve slowly to my cheek and wiped off Caspar's spit and my own tears and as I brought my sleeve down I saw smeared blood all over it.