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

Chapter 13

*Chris's POV*

It's 5th period which means we have music. Great. I'm horrible at singing even though I love singing. I'm just not good at all. I can't play any instruments sadly. I don't even know why I'm doing this class in the first place.

Oh wait. Luke forced me to saying I have a "amazing" voice. Whatever that means. I haven't even tried to play a instrument. I think I won't be any good to be completely honest. All I do is find the meaning in the music. I look at the lyrics and see the story unfold in the music. It's quite cool.

I love music that has meaning instead of that mainstream shit that has no meaning what so ever. I look for music that has a good beat and a big meaning. Like for example, Amnesia, I think it means that you wished somebody stayed but you know they're happier so you wish you could forget about them and not feel the pain anymore of missing them. I know that feeling. I look for songs that I can relate too.

Jack, Jack, Shawn, Taylor, Cameron and Cater had this class. They sit far, far, FAR away from us, that is what I'm glad for.

We got into the class a few seconds before the bell since the classroom is all the way across the school. I sit down in my chair, look at a wall and think. I just hope nothing happens this period since I don't think I can take it anymore. I just want to punch a fucking wall right now. I just get mad sometimes when I'm depressed but then I get all sad the next second. I just want to die but I can't leave the boys. I don't want them to go through depression again. I hate seeing them sad. I just feel like I failed to protect them from that feeling.

I feel my shoulders slump and my eyes drop to the ground. I sigh. I've failed them many times to be honest. I'm just a big disappointment and failure. I just hate what I've become. I hate it. I promised myself that I would never do this but I did. I even disappoint myself.

I grab my phone and put on my depressed playlist. I put on my ear buds and the first song that came was Invisible by Skylar Grey.

This song describes my mood every second of the day. I'm invisible. The boys didn't notice I had depression or that I cut. I've been doing it for a long time but they never seem to notice my odd behavior. Oddly enough they still care about me.

I have made a promise with myself that I will always protect them. So far I'm failing. I caused them pain by telling them and showing them. God I'm so stupid.

Then I just continue staring at a wall like I always do.

*Ashton's POV*

Being home alone gives you time to think about things but for me I usually just play video games, watch TV, write lyrics and practice on my drums. Today was different though. Ever since Chris told us I couldn't stop zoning out and think.

The words are stuck in my head. The words I've been told and was engraved in my mind and heart. Yes I was bullied too but only mentally not like Chris's situation. I was bullied by my family and at school too. One day it got too out of hand. They hit me. They broke my bones. They almost killed me.

*Flashback*

I woke up on the floor. Again. This was normal for me. My parents and siblings get rooms and beds while I sleep on the basement floor. Well I have school today. Great, ugh.

I stood up and stretched. I walked up the stairs to find my mum in the kitchen already.

"Hey dumbass go make breakfast." She yelled harshly. I scurried to the fridge to make pancakes, eggs and cut up fruits. I grabbed the egg carton and everything else to start cooking.

It's only 5 in the morning and I go to school at 8. "Cook faster bitch, or else I'll make you sleep outside again." She threatened. With that I cook faster.

I got done when everybody woke up. "Hey dipshit." My little brother said. I was surprised because he's only 7 and I was 11. He sat down and started eating.

I just walked away since my family doesn't let me eat much. I only get one meal a day and that's left over dinner.

I went to the bathroom and got ready. Today I decided on my maroon sweater, sweat pants, and my sneakers. Pretty normal outfit if you asked me. As I was about to walk out I decided to check if my razor was still in it's place. I went to my first aid kit. When I opened it up it was still there. Thank god.

I walked downstairs, grabbed my backpack and started my walk to school......

To be continued.....

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