Already Broken (Magcon And 5sos Fanfic) {discontinued}

Chapter 9

*Chris's POV*

Lindsey and I gave each other our phone numbers just in case we wanted to hang out. I was in a little bit better mood but still felt empty and depressed. I walked back into art class and it turns out I was gone a good 15 minutes but nobody seemed to notice at all. Minus the boys. They had worried looks on their faces and I felt even worse and empty. I walked back to the table and didn't even sit down before the boys asked me a bunch of questions at the same time.

"Guys I'll answer questions when we get home." I said in a monotone voice. They all just nodded and we sat their in silence. It seemed to be all that we do these days. Sit and not talk. But sometimes it's a good thing. We only had 10 minutes left in this class and after this it's pre- calculates. Yay math *note the sarcasm. I'm good at it but it's time consuming and boring.

Period 1. Down. 7 more to go.

The bell rang and we all headed to our next class but we all had to stop by our locker to put our stuff away. We all sat in rows. So I was in the middle of the boys. Luke on my left, Micheal on my right, Calum in front of me and a wall behind me. Only 3 of my bullies were in this class. Both Jacks and Cameron.

A few students walk in before them. They sat somewhere in the middle. I looked away and talked to the boys saying that knifing is the way to go in gun game cause you get to troll people and stuff.

"Chris no it's not," Michael complained, " you at least need to not be a troll for once and try to win at least."

I put my fingers in my ears. "La la la la la laa, I can't hear you." I said like a child.

"Oh my God Chris." Calum facepalmed playfully.

"What Calum? Did I do something wrong?" I said in my most innocent voice playing along.

"Oh nothing." Calum smiled. Just then the bell rang and a couple of students were still trying to get to class or ditching.

Our teacher, Mr. Smith, came in. "Okay kids since we we're done with math for the year I'm letting you guys do whatever you want." The whole class cheered. "BUT, you have to keep it down."

"Yes, sir." We all respond at the same time. Automatically the boys put the desks together.

"So what you guys want to do for the summer?" Luke asked.

"Ummm I don't know." I shrugged.

"Let's just go with the flow." Michael answered.

"I just can't believe that we're graduating this year guys," Calum said, "it felt like just yesterday we were freshmen, scared and anxious, but now we're the kings and the queens of the new broken scene and we'll be alright. The graduates of 2014."

"Woah Calum, no need to get all mushy on us." Luke said. They continued the conversation while I was tapping my long nails on the desk making a beat, paying no attention to them.

I'm not that girl who would get their nails done. I rather keep them long for a while then cut them. And you'll never see me in a dress unless I'm forced to wear one. I straighten my posture when I heard my name.

"So, Chris what are you going to do when you get out of school?" Michael asked.

"To completely honest, I don't really know." I shrugged. This has been going through my head since I was little and I honestly still have no clue.

Like I like singing but I'm insecure, I like drawing but I don't think I'm good enough, I love books but I don't know if I'll make a good author, I love music but I'll never make it in the music industry.

I look over at Calum and see he's zoned out. He's never zoned out unless he's having..... Oh no.

I stood up and went beside Calum. "Calum snap out of it! Calum!" I shook him but he still wouldn't stop staring at the wall. I don't know what kind of vision he's having cause he has many of them. He has visions of the past, future and to see different outcomes.

I see Calum have tears form in his eyes. Oh no. He's having those visions.

Before Calum found our "little group" he was abused by his family. He would cut too. He was depressed, insecure, and scared of everybody. He also got bullied when he was younger. But he stuck up for himself and conquered hid fears. He ran away from home and that's where he found us. But the side effect is that he has visions of it still, like what happened if he didn't stick up for himself and what happened if he didn't find us.

I tried to put in good images in his head and good memories we had. But it was no use. He started to crying silently. I hugged him and started whispering stuff like "You're going to be okay, they can't get to you anymore, calm down I'm here okay and I won't ever leave you."

Finally he started to calm down but he was still breathing hard. He was still crying and kept on saying "It was horrible, please don't leave me, please." It was heart renching.

"We'll never leave you, ever. It's over now don't worry. I got you." I whispered over and over again until he finally stopped crying.

"Thanks Chris." He thanked while squeezing me.

"No problem Calum. I'll do it any day." I responded back. We pulled apart and I say that Calum's eyes were red and puffy. He was still sniffling a little but other than that he look fine.

Calum started the conversation with the boys while I zoned out again. What will they do to me? I thought. I shook the thought off and started reading until the bell rang signaling the end of the period.

We all stood up and headed out of the class.

Period 2 down. 6 more to go.

A/n

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