No more cutting [emo/goth boy x reader]

Chapter 1: New Kid

Your pov ( at school )

I shut my locker and started walking to class. When I saw the school royal Mrs.Cathryn Roberts or as I like to say the bitch of the school. She always wore desiner clothes and shoes and her face was always covered in a layer of make up. Everyone looks up to her like she is a goddess or something. I rolled my eyes seeing her as always surrounded by boys. I pulled my sleeve down more to cover up my fresh cuts and walked to class faster.

I sat down in the very back corner away from everyone where there was an empty seat beside me and in front of me. I heard the bell ring signaling that everyone should be in class. I put my head on the desk thinking. I heard some comments about me come from Cathryn but I didn't bother listening.

She always made comments about my outfits, the way I walked, and was always just a flat out bitch. I heard a bunch of different girls say that she was sleeping with a bunch of guys from the football team. It definently sounded like her she never could keep her skirt on. Yesterday I saw her kissing Sebastian Michalis the hot guy in school dispite her dating the star basket ball player.

When she saw me she made a comment I could never forget.

'You'll never have this Y/n. You'll be alone forever. Your just dead weight. Why don't you do us all a favor and slit your wrists now so no one has to look at your ugly face anymore.'

I actually thought about that alot and that lead to all the cuts on my fore arms. I mean no one would miss me no one would feel bad for me no one knows my pain. I looked up from my desk when I heard the teacher clear her throat. She had her hand on a boys shoulder that whom I had never seen before.

"Class we have a new student today"she said in a fake nice voice.

While she was talking I got a good look at him.

He had raven black hair that covered the left side of his face. He had piercing hazel eyes and pale skin. He had a small lip on the right side of his lower lip. He had on a black beanie, a dark blue zip up hoodie half way zipped up showing his black undershirt, dark jeans, and black hightop converse.

"Well introduce yourself dear" Mrs. May said looking to him with a smile.

He looked at all the people in the class and landed on me saying "Hi, I'm Brandon." with a crooked smile that would make any girl melt.

"Well Brandon you can take a seat over there next to Y/n." she said motioning to me.

My heart sank. I didn't want him to sit next to me. I didn't even want him to be near me. I heard some comments come from Cathryn's group of fake girls while he made his way to the seat next to me checking him out.

"Oh he's cute"

"I love the dark and mysterious ones~"

"Why can't he sit by me?"

Then I heard Cathryn speak up "It's ok girls. He wouldn't speak to the ugly whore if he knew what's good for him."she said winking to them.

That one stung. I was at the brink of tears hearing it. I whimpered as a few tears slipped down my face. Brandon must have heard the girls and my whimper because the next thing I knew he turned to face her.

"You know your right. I wont talk to the ugly whore." he smiled slightly making her smile as well. "So this is the last time I will talk to her or next time I hear bull shit come out of her mouth she's getting slapped."

I was shocked. He was still smiling but her's quickly faded with his words. He made his way to the seat next to me setting his backpack on the desk and turned to me.

"Are you ok Y/n..." he said with a sadened look on his face.

I looked at my desk letting my hair cover my teary eyes.

"Please...don't...you'll make it worse." tears started to drizzle down my cheeks as I looked into his hazel eyes.

He looked at me with a mix of pity and guilt. I couldn't take the stress any more I grabbed my backpack and ran out the class hearing him call out to me.