Secrets (BxB)

Chapter 2

November 24, 2012

          10 years has past and during those 10 years of my life was hell for me! My mom got a new job that has to do with a whole bunch of business trips, so she's rarely at home. When she is at home she's mostly stuck doing paperwork or she's out with my dad, which kind of gets me mad because she doesn't pay attention to me, like this one time it was my birthday, she was at home and when I pass by her she didn't even say happy birthday or even knew I was there!!! I may sound selfish, but what kind of mom forgets your birthday for 6 fucking years!!! Anyways my dad has lost his job, he always gets drunk now whenever my mom is out for a couple of days and when he is he would usually come home late and beat me saying that I'm a worthless child and a disappointment.

            Also at school people would either beat the shit out of me or do the usual stupid ass jokes or pranks just because I'm gay!!! Yes, I'm gay and the whole fucking school knows about it!! Good thing my parents don't know about it or it would be much more hell for me. I never told anyone about what people do to me or what my dad does to me because 1) they ignore me or don't care about me, so basically I'm that student that is always alone setting in the back by myself or 2) they would think that I made it up to just get attention. Why the hell would I do that?! So I just keep quiet and try to avoid people.

           So yea, my life sucks pretty much, but I just got to wait for a couple of months, until I'm 18 and move out as well as to graduate, so I wouldn't see those stupid pricks at school no more.

           It was the morning, I woke up to the blasted alarm clock ringing. I pushed my face into the pillow more trying to muffled out the ringing, but it didn't work, so I try hitting the snooze button and I couldn't, I groaned in frustration. "Fuck you." I said to the alarm clock and threw it across my room. I finally dragged my lazy ass up to pick up the clock and set it on my nightstand, so I can start my day with a nice hot shower.

            I got out of the shower changed into my black skinny jeans that were ripped from the knees, my AskingAlexandria shirt and my black converse along with a black beanie. I went downstairs into the kitchen and surprisingly saw my mom there cooking, "I thought you were coming back till Friday?"

"Well yes, but something important came up." She told me, "oh and I'm going to sign you out early from school." She added.

"Why?" I asked.

        "I'll tell you when I pick you up and also I'm taking you to school since there's no point in taking your car." I nodded while I prepare myself a bowl of cereal. "It's going to be hot today." She told me already knowing what she's gonna say I left, "Alexander Wilson come back here!"

I walk back to the kitchen, "What?" 

"Can you at least dress more suitable for today?"

       I looked at what I was wearing and said, "No." I went back up to my room, so I can finish my cereal in peace. I finish my cereal and my mom said it was time to go to school, which was too early well for me cause I rather be late than early. 

        My mom dropped me off at at school and I was getting my books from my locker when all of a sudden my locker door was slam shut. "Look the faggot finally came early, isn't that great." He said to his group of pricks. Yup, this is why I don't come to school early. The other guys just laughed and started to surround me like a prey, "Just leave me alone, aren't you fucking tired of doing the same shit every fucking day!" He punched me on the stomach, knocking the wind out of me and I slid down the lockers, coughing.

      "Don't ever tell me what to do!!! And plus you deserve it for being this, you're a sin, you don't deserve to live at all!!" And with that they started to beat me up. When the bell rang they left and I slowly dragged myself to the bathroom even though it hurts to walk. I went in front of the mirror to check my bruises on my face, which will probably show later on, so I try to put more hair in my face. I lifted up my shirt  to see red marks on my sides and stomach, I lightly touch one of them and I hissed in pain, "Fuck."