Heal my cuts- Phan imagine

PART 1

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It was a usual morning. I walked to school in the rain,my black jacket hood up with my back pack on. I am 14 and...gay. My name is Phil Lester and I make some videos on youtube,not much though.

As I walked in the rain an expensive red car flew past me,covering me in a puddle of water. It was Troy and Dan. The most popular and 'everything the girls wanted' boys in the school...thing is...they're gay and together. People don't mind that they're gay. Just me. I get picked on. They don't. Especially by Troy. He's the worst. Its not easy being 14 in secondary school and gay. Well for me its not. Why me? Troy and Dan are too. Why does Troy pick on me for it? He is as well. I guess it doesn't make it better people think I'm emo and goth. I'm not! I just wear black jeans sometimes.

Also...I cut. But no one knows about that. I keep the scars covered with a long sleeved top or a hoodie or something. The scars have gotten really bad. I didn't realise how much I had cut. My pale white skin is cracked with red marks. If anyone found out I would just break down. I guess its one of those things you just won't have an answer for because you will be too scared to tell anyone. So I keep them hidden....

I got into school and see 'the gang' also known as Dan,Troy and some other 'cool' kids. I walked past them,trying to ignore them as I heard 'gaylord' 'freak' 'emo' being shouted at me. Everyone but Dan shouted who just sat there awkwardly on his phone. I walked to the end of the dinner hall where my friends were sitting, Pj and Chris.

'Hey Phil!' Pj smiled.

'Hey!' I answered smiling back and sitting next to him.

'You're soaked!' Chris,who was sitting across the table,said shocked.

'Ha...yeah,' I giggled.

'No seriously. Its raining,sure! But not a bloody tsunami!! What happened,Phil?' Pj said, slightly concerned.

They knew what I was like. Only Pj knew fully. Yes,I would die if anyone found out. And I practically did. He was sleeping over and he noticed the cuts as I was getting changed. I had to tell him. He understood everything! He's my best friend. Only one I can fully trust. And Chris but I will tell him when he finds out. Pj doesn't talk much about it. He thinks I stopped. But I haven't. I cut more in fact!

'Troy...and Dan,' I mumbled,taking down my hood.

'What have they done now?! I can go knock them out if you want me to?!' Pj said,angrily.

'Haha! Aw nothing just they drove over a puddle and it went all over me...' I replied, fixing my hair.

'....want to wear my sweater?' Chris said,pulling out his sweater from his backpack.

'Erm..yeah! Thanks!' I said taking it from him.

'What are friends for!' Chris winked.

I walked to the bathroom and took off my shirt,exposing my wrists. I glanced at them,noticed the cuts then quickly put my sweater over so I didn't have to see them. I stuffed my shirt and jacket into my bag and walked back to Pj and Chris.

'Looks good on you!' Chris beamed.

'Thanks!' I replied,sitting back next to Pj.