You make my heart shake

Chapter 3

Connor's POV

I was already halfway to the school when I had received a phone call from none other than Zoe. I instantly picked up.

"OMG, OMG, OMG!!!!" Zoe let out sounding shocked.
"Zoe calm down what is it?" I had asked curiously.
"I found out who and what he was mumbling on about, like seriously, just get here and you'll find out. I think it's, well something."
"Zoe, what please tell me about what he --"
She had just hung up on me, I was so angry. I still sped to school so I could find out what it was. But what exactly could it be? Was it about a boy Tyler suddenly grew fond of? The questions still struck my mind wanting to be answered but as usual I had to be patient

Troye's POV
I really wasn't looking forward to school. First Sage was beat up by my dad. The voices had returned. Everything was just so fucking overwhelming.
I was walking to school, well actually limping, but I was still getting there while trying my best not to collapse when suddenly my phone vibrated.

Maggie: So, faggot, how's your shit life going. It be a shame if the school found out what you did.

Tears started to swell in my eyes.

Troye: Please, just leave me alone.

She replied as if she knew what I was going to say

Maggie: If you even dare make friends then I will personally ruin you, you got me little faggot?

I threw my black hoodie that I was wearing over my head and began sobbing. I reached into my bag and pulled out my headphones, plugged them in and put my phone on shuffle. I really couldn't deal with this right now.

Oh come on, little faggot, you should just end your life so everyone else could be happy again. Even Sage wouldn't mind if a worthless bitch like you just disappeared now would she. You're a waste of her time and a waste of your's. Just do it already.

I cried even harder with tears streaming down my face.

"Aww, crying like a little faggot are we?" I turned around to meet a familiar voice, my dad.
"D-dad w-what are you d-doing here?"
"Just come to wish my mistake of a son good luck at school, you're gonna need it." And with that my dad punched me in my face, knocked me to the ground, grabbed a hold of my neck, and my legs to stop them from kicking about, began strangling me and cut up my clothes. I finally managed to push him off me, staying alive for those past 2 minutes and got up and started running away from him. My dad was faster.
"Where the fuck do you think your'e going faggot?"
He yanked the bag of my hoodie, cutting off the circulation from my neck for a few second and knocking me to the ground. This time I protected my neck but this wasn't what he was after.
"You've been a real bad boy Troye," my father grinned "So I'm just going to finish with you."
He instantly started beating my face, making blood shoot everywhere, the life from my face slowly fading away as my eyes began to close. I forced myself awake at this point not wanting to give into my father but it was so hard.

Come on you faggot, give in, allow yourself to be surrounded in darkness, you will have no idea how good it feels.

Just then my dad stopped, gathered himself together and walked off as if nothing happened. I heard his footsteps when I had heard others coming from behind me.
"Omg look at that poor boy"
Leave me alone I thought, just let me fade away in peace. Their footsteps sped up into a slow sprint and next thing I knew a boy and girl had appeared at my side.
"C'mon let's get y-"
The boy just stopped and stared at my face.
"Uh, what's wrong?"
The girl was now talking
"Excuse me but I'm talking to-"
She then looked at my face and stopped.
"Sorry but what is your name?"
The girl broke the silence after a minute.
"T-t-t," as painful as it was the word just wouldn't form in my mouth. I had just realised my mouth was full of liquid. I turned my head to side and let it ooze out of my mouth, my gaze never leaving the boy and girl hovering over me. I finally had it all out, and coughed. The girl sat me up and stared at my face before pulling out my drink in my bag and giving me a sip.
"Th-thank y-you." I had never realised how shaky my voice was until now. I was a complete wreck so I pulled out my phone, changed the camera to the front and examined my face. Blood dripping off my face onto the hard concrete some even on my hand, cuts running from my neck to my ear, bruises all around my face with the most noticeable ones under my right eye and above my left.
"So, if I may ask again, what is your--"
She trailed off and stared at the boy who's face was just blank as if I somehow scared him.
The girl pulled out her phone and instantly seemed as if she was texting someone. I failed to notice as I darted to the boy with the glasses' side and started trying to calm him down, he was having a panic attack. After a few minutes the girl pulled out her phone and called someone,
"Where are you??? You were supposed to be here by now, it doesn't take that long to get here, we are just outside school, please hurry."
Just then the boy panicking got up, colour returned to his cheeks, his eyes began sparkling again and he finally spoke.
"Who even are you?" My eyes blinking as this was pointed in my direction.
"Yes you!"
Oh shit he knew about me, was I really that obvious, why hadn't the girl noticed???
"M-my names-"
"Well hurry up then, say it!"
The boy was now fuming.
"Don't pressure him, look at his damn face, he was just, well I don't know what happened."
"M-my name is T-Troye. Troye Sivan."
This time I sounded a bit more confident.
"Well, Troye Sivan,"
Oh shit, he really did know.
"I know about you, I know who you are, I know where you're from and trust me what you did wasn't the best thing to do."
Fuck. He knew what I had done, he obviously knows Maggie, why the hell did we move to California.

So my little munchkins, was that interesting enough? Don't worry too much about maggie you'll find out who she is soon enough, no promises there. Also 1,130 words!?!?!? That's amazing, I told you it would be longer, didn't I. I'll be sure to update very, very soon.