The Perfection of My Insanity

a Niall Horan lesson

Niall's Pov

Harry picks Diamond up off the ground and slings her over his shoulder. We both sneak out the back exit in the locker room and walk to meet the boys. This bitch is going to pay. Nobody calls my a motherfucking leprechaun and I mean no body.

" You alright mate you look pissed" asked Harry. I was so caught up in my thoughts I didn't notice I was turning red.

"Yeah I'll be better when we kick the crap out of this one" I said pointing to Diamond's conscious body. I just hate her so much I just want to cause her so much pain.

As we were walking I started to see Zayn and Louis but no Liam this is the second time he has done this I wonder what fucking dumbass excuse does he have this time.

"Where the fuck is Liam" Harry ask the two just shrugged.

"Ok this can work with out him" I said reasuring myself more then them. As long as I have control then everything is ok. I tell myself.

"Ok then lets get started shall we" I said and Harry put Diamond on the ground. Louis got the buck of water and poored it on her.

Diamond's Pov

I instantly woke as that water hit my face and looking around to see that we're in the ally close by the school. Louis grabbed both my arm and pulled them behind my back then propped me up on my knees. My face still hurting from when Niall punched me. That fucking dick. I can barely keep my eyes open and my head hung low.

"Tsk tsk tsk ,Nuh uh your not going to want to miss this "said Niall lifting my head so that I was paying attention. By the looks of it this is a famous Niall Horan lesson I haven't one of those in a while. I see Zayn putting on brass knuckles and Harry putting on knee pads but no Liam huh. I smirk at the thought of them trying to cause me pain. The last time checked that was my job.

"What the fuck are you smiling about" said Zayn stairing down at me. I guess my 'smirk' came out as a droopy smile considering the state I'm in.

"I asked you a damn question" yelled Zayn punching me in the face with the brass knuckles and it hurt like a bitch. I would have fallin over if Louis wasn't holding on to me.

"Well......just maybe ... I didn't feel like ...answering" I said cempletely out of breath I could feel the blood dripping down the corner of my mouth. Then Zayn punches me again.

and again

three time

four times

five times he punched me in the face then Zayn backs up and Harry is charging towards me. He runs up and knees me in the face and this time Louis lets go of me and I fall to the ground .Harry kicks me in the stomach and stumps my in the side.He swifty pulls me up only to slap me back down. I taste the blood running down my troat and feel it on my face. They complete knocked the wind from my system yet I manage to struggle to my hand and knees and with using the wall behind me as support when I stagger to my feet.I look up to see their face looking at my in complete aww.I spit blood from my mouth and smile .

"Is that all you got CURLEY huh PRETTY BOY how about you FAG or even you leprechaun" I yell staring at all of the when Niall runs up to me and slaps me to the ground .

" WHY.WON'T.YOU.STAY.DOWN" He screams while repeatedly kicking me everywhere soom the other join in and it wasn't long before I stopped feeling anything.

' Yes. finally I'm numb. I can't feel a thing, I can't feel the pain I can't hear the yelling or the words that used to hurt me inside. I can't feel a thing because I am numb .I feel no pain no sorrow I hear no yelling or hate. But I'm not dead yet sadly I'm the only one who's alive here. I see the random faces across the street and yes they do exist but nothing more.When you discover and knowledge the fact that death is inevitable and you do not fear that. When you can look past everything else in life and know the true meaning of it that is whenever you are truly alive. These people are just mere clones of Society that have been given individual faces to hide their true self. No these people are not alive they are merely existing because I'm the only one who is alive here and I am slowly dreading every bit of it. I haven't cried in two years because their words and they're beatings can't hurt me inside anymore. They may bruise my skin and scar my body but I'm untouchable inside. I don't think they know that.

PUNCH

KICK

SLAP

YELL

PUNCH

KICK

SLAP

YELL

A process that has been repeated on me time and time again. It's like a drug to them a daily routine that they have to go by. But soon my cousin will come and she will take me away from this hell .She will take me away from them.She will take me away from my greatest fear .She will take me away from myself.'