Cooties {a 5SOS fanfic}

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I grabbed my bag and storm out of the house furious. "Go fuck yourself" my dad yells. He had a drinking problem and he was the only one that looked after us. Corey; my older brother grabbed my wrist. "Don't do this again" he snaps. "I'm fucking sick of this bullshit, I can't live like this. Let me go I'm going to school" I say yanking my hand from his tight grip. "Well I'll walk you" he says trying to fake a smile. "I know my way" I reply before quickly storming off. A tear fell from my face onto my phone. I put on some music to get my mind off things.

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The school grounds where packed with popular people and friends groups. Great another day in hell. I try to stay out of everybody's way as I walk to my locker. "Claire" I hear someone coo. Fuck, it was billy; the most popular guy in school. He was the captain of the football and mr sexy according to every girl in the school. He wasn't planning on missing an opportunity to fuck with me.

"Hey do you wanna come watch me train after school?" He says leaning up against the locker next to mine. "Sorry, I've got home work" I try to stay calm. The last time I said no he pushed me to the ground and gave me a concussion. "Homework?! Did you just say no?!!!" The anger in his voice meant someone was going to get hurt. "Why have you been crying?" He says almost laughing completely changing the subject. "I haven't" I replied shoving my bag in my locker and getting my books out. I knew my cheeks where flushed red and I looked like a mess.

Billy slams my locker shut nearly jamming my arm in there and pushes me into the wall of the red lockers "why have you been crying?!" He snaps repeating himself. "Why. The fuck do you need to know?" I scream pushing him off me. He smacks my books out of my hands and they scatter across the hallway. Everyone turns and laughs at me as I Neal to the ground and pick them up one by one and grab my bag. The bathroom was just down the hall, that's where I'll hide. I cry as soon as I slam the stall door shut. Normal day in the life of me. 

I kept a blade in my bag so dad wouldn't find it and kill me. Yep I got it our and pulled up my sleeve. The scares stood out on my pale wrists. As I sliced open my skin I heard the bell ring. Fuck I'm going to be late for class. I also kept a few bandages in my bag for that exact reason. I can't handle things very well and that's how I handle not handling things. Fucking dumb, yeah, I realised.

I stumble into class and take a seat alone at the back. As our teacher Mr Cunt, his real name is Mr hunt but he's a dickhole so we call him Mr Cunt, calls out our names as everyone reply with a simple "yes". "Clarity Broad" he calls out. "Sadly" I reply not looking up from the marks I was leaving in the wooden desk with my pen. "No need for those sly comments thanks!" He snaps.

"Ok kids so today we're going to be learning about Ancient Greece. You will need to choose a partner for the assignment that's due next Friday". Everyone looks around the room and points to their partner. Of course, like every other assignment, I was alone.

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The bell rings for lunch and everyone rushes out of class, but me. My feet carry my slouched figure up to the teachers desk once everyone scattered out of the room. "C-can I have an extension please?" I question flinching a little bit. "How come?" He asks glaring at me. "Because, like always, I'm alone and I never have the fucking time to put up with homework that I can't even fucking do" I bitch. "Ok I'll give you an extra week" he says. I was about to leave the room. "Wait Claire" he commands nicely. "There's a new girl coming tomorrow, if you wanted to work with her, she'll be in our class" he smiles. "Oh thank god, what's her name?" I sigh in relief. "April" he says. "Ok cool, uh- thanks" I awkwardly smile before walking out of the room.

Vanessa walks up to me. "Hey loser" she says as her heard of sluts flow behind with stares at them from every direction. Populars, am I right? "Ugh, get the fuck out of my way bitch" I say pushing her aside so I can walk past. I felt proud. Then a wave of nervousness came across me. I'm screwed. "Exqueeze me, but what did you just call me?!" She says chewing her gum. "You heard bitch" I say before walking away. I feel a hand grab my the back of my shirt. "Talk to me again and you're dead" she whispers in my ear. My main instinct is to run away. But I can't. The only thing I could do was... Punch her.

That's exactly what I do. I punch her in the face causing her to fall to the ground and screams. I turn and head for the school gates. Fuck this life, the one time I feel proud of myself and it's because I punch a bitch in the face? I have issues. The walk home was adrenaline filled. The look on my dads face when I walked in the door 3 hours early was scary. "Why are you home so early?" He growls. "I punched someone in the face and I was sick of it so I left!" I say walking up to my room.

He grabs my wrist, the one without the bandage. "If you can't even go to school I don't see how you'll ever be good enough for the real world!" He shouts. "Well I'm obviously not good enough for you am I ?" I scream back. "Get the fuck up in your room and don't come out for the rest of the day, it would've been better if you weren't born!" He screams in my face pushing me down.

I thought about trying to kill myself again. I can't, that's exactly what he'd want. I pull out my suitcase and my life savings. I pack some clothes and food that I hide in my room. Dad doesn't normally let me eat. I pack everything I'll need for a while and walk out of my room. "Are you fucking happy now you stupid cunt?!! I'm leaving and never coming back, I hope you die!!!" I scream before slamming the door behind me.

I was headed for the train station. I'd catch a train to Sydney and live there with my auntie and uncle. I whipped my phone out and strutted down the road. It would only take about an hour to walk there. I scroll through my contacts until I find auntie Diane. I text her "hi auntie Die. I'm walking to the train station. I'm coming to live with you I'll text you when I'm about to arrive. Is it possible you could pick me up???"

By the time I got to the train station she had agreed and I told her I'd explain why I was living with her later. "Hi, um can I please have one ticket to Sydney" I ask the man at the desk. "That'll be $70 thanks" he smiles exchanging the ticket for my money.

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I got on the train and fell asleep almost straight away.

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Before I knew it I had arrived at the train station and was calling auntie Die. "Yeah we are waiting out the front" she said "k I'm coming" I replied hanging up. As I rush out of the crowded station I remembered I had that assignment, oops, oh well fuck it, it's not like I'll be returning to that hell anymore anyway. I spot my auntie, uncle and 3 cousins. "Claire!!!!" They yelled running up to me. "Hey guys". They weren't very old. Lucy, the youngest was only 5. Brooke, who was 8 and Cody who was 16. Cody didn't exactly hug me, it was more like staring. He wasn't my real cousin. He was adopted. To be honest, he didn't look very thrilled about me being here, but it's not like I'm not used to being hated. Uncle John gave me a big hug after auntie Die.

As we all get in the car Cody put my suitcase in the back. God he was sexy. Eww snap out of it Claire, he's your cousin. No he's not he's adopted. Oh god now I'm arguing with myself in my mind. "So- why did you come here? Alone?" John questioned looking at me through the rear view mirror. "Uh- well... Dad, and school, just everything in general" I complain awkwardly playing with my fingers.

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We arrive to their small house just outside of the city. A few lights where on in the street, but that was all. It was almost 10pm and I hadn't eaten all day. "Uh-is it ok if I could have something to eat, I haven't all day?" I awkwardly question as I follow Die into the kitchen. "Of course! What would you like?" She chirped. She was always so happy. "Anything, honestly I could eat a horse right now!" I smile. "Go tell Cody to show you around the place" she says patting my shoulder handing me a Nutella sandwich a few moments later. "He's on the couch" she says pointing to his slouched body presented on the couch.

I shakily walk over dragging my suitcase along and walk up to him. "Hey, um, auntie Die told me to ask you if you could show me around this place" I try to say without showing any affection. "Ugh, follow me" he said like it was such an effort.

Though the place wasn't very big, it was very modern and clean. He huffs before showing me the last room. "Mum told me that you have to sleep in my room" he smiles for a second before returning to his blank face. He opens the door and let's me walk in first. "I'll help you unpack if you want?" He actually smiles for real this time. I took a deep breath in to try and stay calm. Oh god was he hot.

As I take in my surroundings I notice there was only one bed. "There's only one bed" I gulp. "Am I sleeping on the floor?" I add. "No, you're sleeping in the bed" he says grasping the suitcase and placing it on his bed. "Where are you sleeping?" I question being nice. He waits a few seconds before replying. "With you" he smirks. "Really?" I bite my lip. "Shit, I hope things don't get heated, I don't know how well I can handle myself in situations like this.