Broken

Chapter 1

Chapter 1~ The First Day

I groaned loudly as my shrill, cold-hearted alarm clock blared its "music" in my ears. I cursed quietly to myself and turned it off, rubbing my eyes in the process. "My first day in hell. Whopee!" I said sarcastically, standing up and walking into my bathroom. I noticed my reflection in the mirror and sighed. I look a mess. My hair is tangled and mattered, there are bags under my eyes, and my skin is paler than usual. I guess ever since Morgan came over my life has been down the drain. I splashed some water on my face and walled out of the bathroom, into my closet. I pulled on a dark blue hoodie over a plain white shirt, black skinny jeans, and white converse. I didn't bother brushing my hair, so I just pulled the hood up over my head. I grabbed my bag and phone and made my way downstairs and out the door. The walk to school was silent for me. No thoughts. No words. Nothing. I guess lately I haven't had much to say. I haven't been the happiest camper, either, and its really aggravating my father. He has a really short temper, and me in a bad mood isn't making him any better. Before I knew it, I was standing right in front of my school. Sighing, I pushed open the door and made my way down the hallway, trying to ignore the whispers.

"Did you hear he had a kid with his sister?"

"Isn't that the emo whore from Ireland?"

"He looks like a disaster. But then again, he is one."

I stopped in front of my locker, trying to remember my combination. 4, 8, 15, 16, 23, 42. (A/N Any Losties out there?! No? It's just me? Okay. :c) I pulled my locker open and grabbed my schedule that I picked up from the office yesterday. I grabbed my geography books and slammed it closed again, walking to class. I entered the room and skimmed it for a seat. When I found one, I sighed and slowly made my way over to it. It was in the front row towards the middle. I hadn't even noticed how noisy the room was until I actually listened. I closed my eyes and put my head on my desk, tuning out the sounds of lots voices around me. I barely noticed when the room fell silent and a few gasps were put out. I peeled my eyes open and picked up my head, looking to the front of the class. There was a man just standing there, giggling at our faces. "Who are you?" someone asked. "I'm your geography teacher. My name is Mr. Payne. Now, today all I want is to learn more about you. So how about you tell me your names and one thing about you?" he said, making his way to his desk. A girl sitting at the back of the class, Danielle, I believe, raised her hand, volunteering to go first. Mr. Payne nodded towards her as she cleared her throat. "I'm Danielle Peazer and I'm a professional dancer." she smiled. Mr. Payne returned the gesture. "That's impressive! Anyone else?" One boy at the back of the class raised his hand. Mr. Payne pointed to him as he stated his name and some stupid thing about him. After no-one else raised their hand, the teacher began walking straight towards me until he was right in front of me. "What about you?" he asked. "I-I-" I started before someone in the back of the room shouted for me, "His name is McGuinuess and he had a child with his sister!" The whole class burst. into insane amounts of laughter as I felt the tears burn in my eyes. "Who said that?" Mr. Payne asked loudly. I looked at my hands as the hot tears rolled down onto my lap. "It was Harry!" someone shouted. I felt Mr. Payne move away, and soon enough he was pulling me by the arm into the empty hallway. I looked up to see the most popular, curly haired freak in school smirking back at me. "Harry, why would you Say something like that?" my teacher questioned harshly. "Because its true." Harry replied smugly. "Is it?" he turned to me. Oh shit oh shit oh shit what do I do? Should I tell him? Should I lie? If I admit in front if Harry he'll tell everyone. I decided to just stay quiet. "Harry go back inside." he ordered. I shut my eyes. "Was he telling the truth?" he asjed me gently. I felt the tears fall from my eyes all over again as Mr. Payne put his hands on my shoulders. "You know you can tell me. I won't tell anyone if you did." he assured me. I frantically nodded my head as I felt the tears come quicker. "But why?" he asked. "My dad...he has this...business..." I started, opening my eyes to see two concerned ones looking back at me. "And then this girl...named Morgan...she paid him to..." I stammered on. He just nodded. "And then, about two days ago....she showed up at my house with a little boy and told me that he was my son...and that she had found out...she was my half sister." I finished. "Well, how would Harry know about this?" he asked. Another stray tear fell out of my eye as I shrugged lazily. "Hey, its alright. I just needed to know. Now, let's go back inside and forget all of this ever happened, okay?" he suggested. I nodded as he led me back into the room. I sat back down in my seat as Mr. Payne smiled at me, I returning the gesture. "Alright. Let's get started."

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*time skip: last period*

It was my last class of the day, P.E., and I was just happy I got to go home. I was running my last lap when I felt two hands on my back, and, very soon after that, the floor on my face. I heard a loud thud and groaned loudly, hearing gasps from behind me. "Oh no, forgive me for this! What I did was WHORE-able!" the guy I sneered. I stood up and held my throbbing chin, walking away from all the mocking kids. I was about to open the door when my teacher, Mr. Walker, stopped me. "Niall! I need to talk to you in my office." He told me, grabbing my hand. "About?" I asked. "It's highly confidential. Nobody can hear a word of it." he whispered in my ear. Mr. Walker is a pretty young teacher, he looked about 24, at least. He led me into his office and locked the door, offering me a chair. I was getting ready to take my jacket off, for it was hot in his office, when he bent down to my level and whispered, "Allow me." I let him gently pull it off and set it on his desk. "Uhm...thanks?" I said, hesitantly. He bent down to my level and whispered, "Anytime." before crashing his lips to mine. I gasped loudly as he began moving his hand inside my gym shorts and up the inside of my thigh. I shuddered as he began pulling my bottoms down slowly. "W-what are you doing?" I asked. He put his finger up to his lips to silence me. "You looked like you needed to relax. So just sit back and enjoy this." he whispered. I didn't know what to say back so I just squeezed my eyes shut. "But I really don't want you to." I said. "Quiet! You don't have a choice!" he yelled as he pulled down my boxer shorts, completely revealing me. He grabbed my length and moved his hand up and down, slowly. I tried to suppress the moan in the back of my throat so he wouldn't know how good it felt. I heard a small sound but didn't make anything of it until I was being forced onto the floor and something was being shoved inside of me. Something big. I screamed as he pushed into me with so much force I thought I would die. "Hey what's going on in there?" someone knocked on the door. "Nothing for you to be concerned about! Move along!" Mr. Walker yelled back. I felt the hot tears roll down my face as I attempted to dig my nails into the hardwood floor. He moved his head down to my length again and bit it extremely hard. I felt the extreme amounts of pain wash over my whole body as I screamed my small heart out, crying and banging my fists on the ground. I heard the lock click and the door open as he pulled out, leaving me to bleed out on the floor. I heard him pull his pants back up and run out of the room as I opened my eyes, everything blurry. When my eyes were almost adjusted I made out a figure kneeling over me. I blinked a few times until I could see who it was. My new geography teacher, Mr. Payne. "Are you alright?" he asked me. I felt the tears sting my eyes once again at the reality of what just happened to me. He gave me a look full of sympathy as he wrapped his arms around me. "It's okay now. It's okay." he whispered in my ear as I sobbed into his shoulder. I ended up drifting off into a painless sleep in my teachers' arms.

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I feel like a bitch. I really do. But it had to happen bc future events. Hey. Okay. Can you follow my Twitter pretty pls? @MarcelLovesLiam . Cool name right? ALSO IF YOU LOVE COOL PEOPLE FOLLOW MY TWITTER BESTIE @MOONSTAR2772 . Her name is Vanessa but I call her Jennifer. You're not allowed to call her that. Okay immmmmma go write Chapter 2 so bye.

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