Not My Life to Lead (A Freddie Tomlinson Fanfiction)

Part 5 - Decision Time

'..... I have decided I'm staying home, and you can't change my mind.'

I put my phone down and finished doing my English essay.

'OK, well if you ever change your mind you know who to call.'

I continued to write my essay not daring to type another letter to my dad. Why would I want to go stay with the man that's never been there for me. He knows nothing about me, nor does my mother. They are pathetic excuses of parents, I've looked after myself for years now , I don't need anyone.

People are all the same, they act like they care and then when we need them the most they suddenly disappear.

I had practically finished my essay during school, since I was ahead in all my subjects, so I just wrote the final paragraph, read over it checking that all my grammar was 100% correct. I revised some of my history work for the test the following week and then I was finished, I wasn't in the mood to do anything else.

I just collapsed on my bed, breathing heavily. Is this really what life is like? If so death seems like a much more peaceful option. That was the last thing I thought of before falling into complete utter darkness.

xxxxxxxx Next Morning

I woke up after being asleep for 12 hours, yes you heard me right, 12 hours, I was that exhausted.

I went downstairs and found a packet of mini carrots. I love bite size carrots, they're amazing. I turned the television on, Manchester United Vs. Chelsea , arrrrggggg! my dad is most probably watching this. I hate sports. Honestly what's the point of running around a field, chasing a ball, keeping the ball to yourself , attempting to not let anyone take it from you and kicking it into a net. Such fun. Note the sarcasm. Anyone can do it if they want to, I don't know how people find this entertaining the only time I watch sport is when I want something to put me to sleep. It works since there's no sheep in LA, well at least not that I've seen.

I grabbed my bag and made my way out the house, locking the door behind me.

I noticed some guys with cameras in the bushes, I just rolled my eyes. Pathetic that's all I can say. Well it's the least I can say without freaking out at them again.

I got to school and went straight to my locker. I opened it to get all my books out that I need for the day, I gazed at the photograph and sighed. If only that could happen again.

I strode down the corridor to homeroom but was stopped by a couple that were making out in the middle in the hallway blocking my path.

"Excuse me," I mumbled awkwardly.

The girl looked at me, I could recognize that face anywhere, it was Skye.

The guy standing next to her I didn't recognize though, he was tall, muscular and he probably played for the football team, he was just a typical jock.

Skye came up to me with a smirk on her face. Speak of the devil.

''Hey,'' she said with a huge smile on her face,"Oh um... this is uh... Liam."

Liam came up to me and shook my hand.

"Nice to meet you, I'm Liam, captain of the football team, I'm new here," he said, while crushing my hand in his iron grasp.

'Hi, I-I'm Freddie Tomlinson'' I replied back while I shook my hand trying to try to extinguish the pain.

"Nice to meet you," he said in a monotone voice, expressing no emotion.

We stood in awkward silence. For once, I was really hoping Skye would rant about me having time for assignments when I was famous or something.

Liam cackled,"okay see you around Tommo." He patted my shoulder, making me crouch in pain, and walked past me to meet his football friends.

My cheeks blazed as I returned my gaze to Skye,''I was really hoping that you would come to the cheer-leading practice, but as always you didn't," She stated sassily.

"Sorry, I had an assignment to do," I paused and cleared me throat,"well... anyway... I've got to get going," I said. Before I could leave she pulled me into an awkward hug like she always did, I laughed silently to myself and then carried on walking to homeroom.

After homeroom, I went to Maths, English and then my favorite subject, History, before going to the cafeteria for first break. I was fetching my food when Skye came up to me, again.

"Come sit with us," she said loudly grabbing me by my collar and leading me to her table.

"No, I really can't, I-"

"Don't be silly," she shouted loud enough for the whole school to hear.

She plonked me down on a seat next to her, my cheeks went red as I everyone at her table looked at me. I tried to tell Skye I needed to go but every time I did she started another conversation and I didn't want to be rude.

While I was eating my food and listening to Skye and her friend Kylie talking about their cheer-leading routine, I noticed Liam making his way up to us.

''Ahem," he muttered and Skye didn't reply,"Skye! What's he doing in my seat?!"

''Oh, is that your seat? Sorry, there's no space, I'll guess you'll have to sit there'' she teased harshly, pointing at the table that was considered "The Loser's Table."

Liam glared daggers at me and I looked downwards to avoid his gaze.

"Fine," he says, then he leans to whisper something into my ear,"See you later, fag," he cackles and storms off looking pissed as hell, shoot, I had just angered the football captain, I was dead meat.

A few minutes later the bell rings, I stagger off of my seat. Shaking with fear, I rush off to my locker to get my books for the next three periods.

I grab my books, slam my locker shut, and begin locking it. I felt someone presence behind me and turned around to see Liam's light green eyes turn a shade darker and the vein in the middle of his forehead stuck out.

I gulped in fear, this guy scared the living hell out of me.

''I see you and Skye are close, too close for my liking,'' he said through gritted teeth.

''I-I swear I don't like her, not e-even as a f-friend'' I stuttered my hands shaking and sweat slipping down my face, I was inches away from having a freaking panic attack.

He slammed me against my locker, his hand grasped my neck like he was about to choke me.

''She as-asked me t-to s-sit with her at l-lunch,'' I muttered, trying to pull his hands from my neck, but it was no use, I was too weak.

''I don't give a fuck! Problems need to be dealt with, and you Fred, are a problem!'' He said and he tightened his grasp.

"Let go of me!" I tried to shout but it came out as a squeal as he lifted me higher and my feet dangled in the air.

''DON'T EVER TALK TO MY GIRLFRIEND AGAIN!" He shouted as he released me and my whole body slammed against the floor.

He punched me in the face until it bled and I could hardly see anymore. I cowered over in pain and I cried in agony, but it was useless, no one else was there.

So, I gave up, lay there in pain, praying it would end, praying my life would end.

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