JeanMarco (Boy x Boy College AU)

Teleport

Marco groaned as he was slammed into the wall, seeing white spots behind his eyelids.

"So mister homo here is also a nerd, huh?" sneered the boy. He fisted his hands into Marco's shirt and slammed him up against the wall again. "Maybe I can mess up your teeth bad enough so you have to get braces, huh? Or should I jack your eyes up? Your pick, homo, or I can do both."

His head felt like it was being split open, and most of his vision was blinded with white spots. His shoulder blades hurt from being hit against the wall so many times, and his neck cramped from being yanked into so many different angles.

"Stop it, what did I do to you?" Marco managed to choke out as he felt hands wrap around his throat.

"Its not what you did, slut, its what you are." he squeezed harder and Marco's legs instinctively kicked out at the boy, weakly. "People like you deserve to die, because no one wants you. There are already enough sluts in this world, so what would be different if you died? You know, someone dies every 5 seconds or so in this fucked up world."

Marco felt himself hit the ground and saw his vision slowly go black. He barely detected what the boy said as he walked away.

"So why don't you become one of them soon?"

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The roof of the school was, by far, the best place to be on campus, besides his dorm which came in second. He could see the lake, and the mountains too far away to go for a weekend, but nevertheless beautiful. He could see the city , which surely would look like a puzzle piece of space was placed into one of a countryside at night.

Jean closed his eyes as he felt the wind whisper against his ears, only to snap them open again as he heard yelling from the floor below.

What the fuck is going on?

He scowled as his peaceful moment was interrupted and put an earphone in as he walked back towards the stairs. By now, the yelling had stopped, and the only person he had seen so far was a rather tall and beefy boy, who he had not bothered to pay attention to.

He continued down the hall, singing along to the music, as there were not anyone to be seen.

You put a sour little flavor in my mouth nowYou move in circles hoping no one's gonna find outBut we're so lucky,Kiss the ring and let 'em bow downLooking for the time of your life

A pretty picture but the scenery is so loud,A face like heaven catching lighting in your nightgown,But back away from the water, babe, you might drownedThe party isn't over tonight 

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Marco's consciousnesses went in and out of focus as he remained sat up against the wall.

Out the back door
Goddamn
But I love her anyway
I love her anyway
I love her anyway
Out the back door
Goddamn
But I love her anyway

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Jean abruptly stopped singing as a limp body caught his eye. He squinted in the dim light to make out dark hair and a freckled face. A bruised, bloody, freckled face.