The Unfortunate Love

Chapter 1

Dave was sitting in the bathroom biting his lip as he slid his pocket knife over his forearm, closing his eyes as the pain shot through his arm, blood coating his fresh cut and the knife. He was beaten up at school again and on top of that all of his things had been moved from his apartment in Texas to Washington. They were leaving. Dave took his knife closing it as he heard a knock on the door. It was bro signalling that they needed to go catch their plane. Dave sighed and started to rinse his arm pulling his sleeve back down before emerging to see bro standing there waiting.

"You ready there lil' man" bro raised a brow above the shades visibly earning a slight nod from Dave. bro smirked and started to flashstep down the stairs. Dave followed trudging slightly as he jogged down the stairs hissing slightly as his trashed wrists stung.

Dave reached the bottom and sighed finding his bro in a taxi. Joining him, The younger Strider sighed softly and looked at the building as it slowly became just a memory. It was a silent ride the whole way there, with the occasional sigh. They arrived at the airport and Dave snuck his blade that he had hidden in his pocket into his checked baggage before handing it to the clerk. he then proceeded to go through security not taking his shades off. They only let that slide because he was somehow wearing shades in his passport photo.

Once on the plane Dave glanced at his wrists since his bro had put them in first class he had no hovering eyes. The blond sighed and pulled his sleeves back down again and the plane took off. The stress that Dave was feeling put pressure on him and he fell asleep being awoken by Brosef after they landed. Dave was a little groggy but slowly stood up and followed. He got into their awaiting car that had been sent there in a truck with another large sigh and as they drove he stared out the window at the new scenery.

"This should be good for you man. It's a new beginning. So cheer up kid cause school starts tomorrow." Bro was trying to lighten the load on his little brother but simply made it worse. So many images of people Dave had just met in his new school beating the living crap out of him sprang into mind and he began to chew on his lip nervously.

The older Strider pulled into the driveway of a rather large house and turned off the car and got out going and opening it up as The younger Strider got out and slowly walked into the new home that was almost the exact same as their apartment Just more separated. Dave had to go up stairs to get to his room and sighed contently as he saw that it was set up as closely to his room back in Huston.

Apparently bro had hired people to set their shit up so they could move in. Dave simply curled up on his bed and fell asleep, not even close to hungry with what was happening.

Dave was awoken the next morning by the beeping of his alarm clock. First day in Brooklyn was also the first day in a new school. Dave got up and grabbed his luggage that Bro had brought in and grabbed his knife after pulling off his shirt. He once again slide the sharp medal over his flesh but this time it was on is bicep. The teen did this multiple times before realizing that there was in fact a bathroom joined to his room.

Dave rushed into the bathroom and stripped hopping into the shower and turning on the water letting it run over his freshly cut flesh. The wet Strider sighed and closed his eyes thinking about his first day and how it might go before there was a knock at the bathroom door. It was his brother yet again.

"Dave you need to get ready for school so hurry your ass up" Bro yelled through the door and Dave complied by turning off the water and got out, wrapping a towel around his waist and poked his head out the door to see if Bro was still there.

"Look man, I need to get dressed and I won't do it with you in my room" The younger Strider looked at the older who nodded and left the room closing the door. Dave slowly came out of his bathroom and went to his closet finding all of his long sleeved shirts slipping one of over his head. He grabbed a pair of boxers from the shelf and a pair of pants sliding them both on and getting his backpack ready and leaving his room after grabbing his phone and putting on his shades.