Long hard road out of hell

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Jeordie's POV:

As soon as the bell rings I snap my head up and grab my lunchbox. Finally time to leave. I stand up and turn around to wave to pogo. But he's already gone. Fuck! I rush out of the classroom and carefully but quickly make my way down the hundred hallways. Trying not to bump into another fight. I cringed at the thought of the one that came earlier. As I avoided most of the sneers and nasty giggles I finally made my way out. Something tapped my shoulder and I turned around to see Brian again, but just by himself. Fucking hell Jeoride you have to get home. "Don't forget to come to my place as soon as you can okay Jeordie?" He smiled. I nodded. "Ok good." He jogged off into the distance and shouted over his shoulder "DONT FORGET YOUR BASS!!" I giggled and shouted back "I WONT!" And I started the lonely walk home. Something about Brian is making me nervous, but in a good way! I have to admit, he is really something! He's beautiful. He's gorgeous. Wait..... Am I gay?? I don't know. I really wouldn't mind being his boyfriend. But what if he doesn't feel the same way about me. Oh who am I kidding. No one likes me. I hung my head in shame as I sobbed a little bit. I finally stopped and looked up to the old, abused house we now live in. I want to move back to our old place, but there's no way in hell thats going to happen. I sighed and quietly crept into the house. I opened the door and it didn't make a sound. Thank fuck. But as I walked in the door slammed shut! Oh god. "JEORIDE!!!" My fathers voice boomed. I didn't dare make a sound. "JEORDIE IS THAT YOU?!" He yelled again. I kept dead still. I didn't want to get hurt today. Not after the lashing I got at school. I guess my father gave up and probably went back to drinking. So I very slowly and quietly  tip toed up stairs to my bedroom. I stepped inside and grabbed my bass and spun around only to come face to face with my father, wearing an evil smile upon his old nasty face. "You think you can get past me boy? You're wrong." He whispered. I backed up against the wall being closely followed by my father. "N-n-no, please, I'm sorry" I said. His smile grew larger. He snatched my bass out of my hand and went to hit me with it but I moved just in time to see him hit the wall, smashing my bass into pieces and leaving a big dent in the wall. He turned to me. Anger and violence was shot through his eyes, and his smile was replaced by an angry facial expression. What I've seen many times when he is about to hurt me, and badly. "NOW YOU'RE GONNA GET IT BOY!" He screamed. I immediately covered my head with my hands and his fist beat down onto my neck, making me crash to the floor curled into a ball, waiting. 1,2,3,4 and a blow to the face. I screamed out in pain and looked to him with tears filling my eyes. He looked down upon me, smiling. "Can't wait for tonight Boy...." And with that he left me bleeding and bruised in my room, sobbing away.

'You fucking worthless piece of shit'
'You deserved that'
'Kill yourself, there's nothing here for you!'

"STOP!!" I cried out. "P-p-please"

'Why don't you kill you self you fucker!'

"NO! I don't need this, stop please...." I sobbed.

'Piece of shit! You're worthless you know that. Nobody wants you, not even Brian!'

I couldn't hold it anymore, all these voices in my head were getting to me, and they won't stop. I screamed out in pain and shock as I heaved myself off the ground and into the bathroom. Still crying I searched my way through draws but I couldn't see very well, I had blurry eyes. I pulled out a razor and started to cut. My legs were first. Beautiful red liquid started to form into beads and they trickled down my thighs. Still crying I put myself in as much pain as I could before wiping up my mess. I started at myself in the mirror. Eyes red and puffy from crying. I sniffled. Brian doesn't want me? Wait.... SHIT! BRIAN!! No. I can't go. Not like this. No Jeordie you said you would be there. You can't just not show up. I quickly fled out the front door, followed by my fathers abusive shouting for me! I didn't dare turn back. Tears trickled down my cheek. I pulled out the note Brian gave me with his address and I followed it. It was a long run, but I'll be there.

A/N. Phew that was a long chapter! Thanks for reading! And keep doing so! <3

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