Shadow boy (BoyXBoy)

Coma

                                                                          During school

Scars pov

I think I trust Lashes…..but at the same time, everything is telling me not to. He just seems so hurt and almost broken…..like me. Do I have to be alone forever or can I trust this kid that’s so much like me? I hope I make the right decision….so many lies, secrets, and emotions could come from this. But to and from what end?

　

As were walking to the school’s office to get my schedule, I’m silently thinking this. I look straight into Lashes eyes, they look almost dead without emotion…..but at the same time I see small traces of something else. Hope. I-is it because if me? No it can’t be I’m nothing, but a useless, no good, waste of space.

I ,slowly, that entire day become more and more distant. Lashes asked me if I’m ok, or if he did something wrong the entire day. I give back simple answers such as “you did noting wrong, or I’m fine.” I feel so horrible, I know just the punishment once I get home. As lunch rolls around I have completely stopped talking to anyone…including Lashes.

He left after I stopped talking to him, he had this horribly sad expression. It even made me want to cry that I could do this to him, but I have to. I can’t get close or let anyone else get close to me. That’s all I do, bring pain and sorrow.

When school is finally over I walk home slowly, passing each house I wonder which is his. I walk past a shabby light, worn blue house, I see someone leaning on a window from inside. Just from the hair I can tell it’s Lashes, I don’t know why but I stop just to look at him for some time.

As I’m staring at his hair wishing I could run my fingers through it to see what it would feel like. I hear yelling voices from inside…the worst a cry of pain from Lashes. I look closely at the window and I can see a guy standing over Lashes….is he going to hurt him?

No….I think he’s going to rape him. I just watched as the man handed, what I suppose to be his mother, money. She just smiled and pointed upstairs, Lashes is fighting this man now…not succeeding. I need to do something

I see two shadows in a window upstairs and suppose it’s them. Well I’m going to break some of my own rules, I need to help him. Here goes nothing!

　

　

　

Lashes pov

He just started to ignore me….I-I think he hates me and I don’t know what I did wrong. Am I rilly that much of a freak that even someone that I thought was like me can’t even stand me? Maybe I should end it all, they lie nothing gets better, at least not for me.

I should go to my 5th period but instead I decide I can’t handle it any more, I just start walking home. Feeling betrayed, hurt, and useless I don’t see the weird black car that I haven’t ever seen before. I walk in and instantly hear screaming…..no, my mom is supposed to be at work.

She spots me and laughs “Hey Connor what did I say, he even came home early! Now look at him and tell me the worth!” My mom’s bitter sweet voice said. Connor looked me up and down for a while I had a feeling of what was going to happen but I was hoping I was wrong. I wasn’t I was dead on.

Connor just says “He’s cute, nice figure to. Great, great an emo twink, I’ll give you $600 for the entire night, tomorrows Saturday anyways.” Once he said that I knew my mom was selling me for cash…it’s pathetic but I am still a virgin and I dint want it to be lost by rape.

There was no escape, he had hold on my arms…he was so strong and I was so scared. Looking around there are no weapons I could use agents him, eventually I gave up. Praying to feel numb, he pushed me forcefully into the guest bedroom and took my book bag from me.

Crying silently wishing it to be a nightmare, or to be dead, he took his time trying to undress me. I fought, and I fought hard. He punched me in the face and everything started to go black. The last thing I remember was him saying “You might not remember this but you sure as hell will feel it tomorrow. Hahaha”

　

With that I blacked out but from somewhere in the blackness of my dream I was hearing a commotion. The feeling of being picked up….and an ambulance? No please no….then everyone will know my secrets. Wake up, Wake up! But I cant….am I dieing? Maybe it’s a gift?

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Well the name of the chapter is a hint as to what happend, but Votes and feedback would be amazing!!!!!!!!

~Nikkie<3