Death Sounds Like A Melody (Merome)

Chapter 18 - Im Just a Sad Song

Thank god most of you said you didn't like rape scenes. I really don't feel like writing that.

Mitch's POV

I walk down the hallway of the school with vikk. The two of us are talking about music. Vikk and I don't really know that much about eachother. Sure, we have hang out, but we have never really had one on one time. He is a really cool, and relaxed person. He seems pretty mellow inside. We are quite similar in ways. Such as he is quiet and has the same taste in music as I do. He talks to me about Lachlan and about how they met. Turns out there meeting was pretty mutual. They just sat next to eachother during maths
in middle school. Lachlan forgot to do his homework, so Vikk gave him his answers. As cliche as that sounds, it's still adorable.

Vikk sighs. "At that time, I had no idea what was going on in Lachlans life. When he told me...I freaked out. I was terrified for him..." He almost whispers. I look to him and place a hand on his shoulder. This is my chance to understand what's really going on for Lachlan. I may sound pushy, but I really want to know. I only want to help him. That's all I've ever wanted to do in life. Help. I think I might become a worker in an African country, taking care of starving children. That would be an awesome job.

"This is probably going to sound darude, but what's going on with Lachlan?" I ask quietly. Vikk sighs and stops at his locker, opening it. "I'm not going to tell you everything because it's not my story to tell. But...Lachlan is getting abused by his step father." He says, turning around after grabbing his books. His face looks sad. I frown and nod. I knew it.

"I though so." I say. He nods himself and then we start walking to my locker. "Yeah, the situation is pretty bad. But he's getting better now. I've noticed that he has slowed down on self harming. He is always over at my place though. But I would do anything for him, I love him." He says, a small smile appearing on his face. I smile too.

But then I get pushed against a locker. I gasp in pain as the person has a death Grip on my wrists. I open my eyes to see Ty right up in my face. My body becomes overruled with fear. Fuck, oh god. What if he going to do? He is going to hurt me.

I struggle against his grip, only making me cry out in pain. My scars hurt so much. He smirks. "Aww, look here. Your squirming around in pain just like all those years ago! You were a moaning mess under me." He says. I cringe and close my eyes, trying to force myself to stay calm. It's ok Mitch, you are in the middle of the school, nothing is going to happen.

Then, he starts to roll my sleeves down, making my eyes shoot open. I struggle even more against him, trying to get away. He looks at my bandage and shakes his head. "Is this because of me Mitch? Is it because your best friend betrayed you?" He snarls. All I can do is whimper. He presses his nails even harder onto the cut, making me cry out in pain. My vision becomes hazy and legs become weak it's that painful. Where on earth is Vikk?

Suddenly, his hands are ripped away from my wrists. I fall to the ground, leaning against the locker and knees bent. I look to my bandaged scar and cry. It starts to throb. I grab the sides of my arm hard, trying to stop the extreme pain flooding through my arm. This is worse then when I actually created the large cut. I bite my lip in an attempt to stop the crying.

I look for a moment to see Jerome standing protectively infront of me. I sigh a little in relief. Preston runs up to me and crouches beside me. He doesn't ask if I'm ok or anything, because he knows I'm not. I'm not ok. Ty scoffs and walks away. I look around to see students looking at us in concern. Tears fall from my eyes as I continue to grip the sides of my arms as I can to stop the pain. It's start to numb a little. Preston gentle grabs my aching arm and pulls it toward him. He starts to undo the white bandage, making me instantly retreat my sore arm.