Silence [~Lashton Fic~]

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(This is simply a prologue.)

He was smiling. He was happy. He looked happy. He talked  like he was happy.

They were frowning. They were rude. They looked disgusted. They talked  like they were disgusted.

So he became disgusted too.

He became disgusted in himself. He was named Luke and he didn't know that he would grow to hate such a name that was perfectly fit for him. He didn't know that he would become disgusted like the rest of the kids in his grade. There was no absolute reason for him to be besides the mere fact that other people felt that way.

Luke didn't know what was wrong with himself. He was perfectly fine, chirpy, a little hyper, and maybe talked a lot.  Though, what they saw was the complete opposite. They saw attention wanting, loud, annoying, and someone who just wouldn't shut up.

To think, these were middle schoolers. This all happened back in junior high. They were simply still kids, little judgmental pricks they were. Though, society was blamed for all of this, they just needed someone to pick on until there was no more use to it.

He remembered how it all went down.  He remembered it perfectly as if it had just happened a few hours before. He couldn't help it, it was the day his entire life changed.

Luke walked down the hallway, carrying his things to his locker. The bell had already rung and it was time to go home. He smiled a little to himself as he put things in his backpack and had pulled his backpack out of his locker so he could zip it up. He set it on the floor and then suddenly, it was being kicked across the floor with all of the contents spilling out of it, He frowned slightly and looked up.

The was three boys and two girls. They all looked at him with angry looking faces. Except for the girls, they just looked at him with a smug smirk on their faces because their boys were showing who was boss.

"U-Uhm, Hi.. Hello.." Luke started quietly, going over to pick up his backpack but was shoved onto the floor instead. They still hadn't said anything. If Luke hadn't known any better, he would have thought this was a dream. Sadly it wasn't.

The blonde haired boy whimpered at the impact of the tiled floor, squeezing his eyes closed so he didn't have to see their faces when he heard the nasty words coming from the bullies' mouths.

His mum always taught him to close his eyes if he was scared and that's what he did. Unfortunately, that didn't stop the mean words or the brutal kicks and slaps he was getting from his peers.

Their words consisted of rude names such as, "Faggot" or "Little bitch" "Annoying" and the worst one of all, "Worthless."

Luke tried to push the tears away, not wanting to show them that he was weak but he couldn't help it. They were saying things that made him want to cry. He could care less about the physical abuse he was getting, He just didn't want to hear the words that were damaging his outlook on himself.

It was about ten minutes later when the kids had left because a teacher was just now leaving the school and saw what was happening. The woman started yelling at the kids and the kids got off of Luke, running for their own lives, not caring about the one they had just ruined.

The woman, known as Miss Edwards. She was the art teacher for both the middle and high school, an earth lover, a peace maker, and a cute young woman all wrapped together. She did not believe in violence and it happened Luke was actually one of her favorite students. That's why she became so pissed when she kneeled next to the boy on the ground.

She had quickly helped him gather his stuff back together and into his backpack and gave him a ride home, telling him that the kids who did this to him would be in serious trouble. He thanked her quietly and watched her drive away as he made his way inside. His mother was worried sick, she had been calling him because he hadn't made it home yet and was expecting an answer from him. Instead of an answer, he looked at his mother with the bruise on his face  and simply shrugged. He turned and went up to his room and that was that.

That night, Luke layed in his bed, thinking about the endless possibilities if he went to school tomorrow and he was called down to the office. So he didn't go to school that whole week, thinking he could wait out his problems. That whole week he didn't talk either. He felt like if he did, it would only make people want to hurt him more.

So those weeks of not talking turned into months, into two years.

Now, he is beginning high school and he knows what damn roller coaster this one will be.

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Well, I hope you were okay with that.. A little brutal, sad, quite mean, I know. :( Sorry though it had to happen. *Claps hands together* Anyways, hope you guys liked it? I try to be as descriptive as I can and I try not to keep repeating the same words over and over again but sometimes it gives an affect.

I'll try to post the first absolute chapter soon, please comment what you guys think? Vote maybe if you wanna? Have any questions you can DM me or message me over twitter! Hope you guys enjoyed, byyee. -Gertrude/HitMeDarling