My bullies blood

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       "Who can't tell me what day our science fair is on?" Mr. Stumps worlds blurred out, and I began to draw a picture of a tiny vampire I didn't even know he called on me the second I drew the hair . "Frank?, could you tell me?" I lifted my head quickly and closed my book. I stared into his eyes, he looked really annoyed with me. I stopped but finally began "Um...n-no sir, I'm sorry." I wasn't really sorry. I kinda didn't even give a fuck about the stupid shit he was planning anyway. "Frank? Pay attention, hand me your notebook." I looked at him with a blank face and it quickly changed into a I'm sorry face, I got up from my desk and walked to the front of the room to hand him my note book containing my drawings and only drawings. Not a secret kill list or boys I like list and by the way I'm gayyyy

I'm

         I hear laughter come form the back of the room, I turned around to see who it was and I saw the boy I liked Gerard look at me with sad eyes. Then I look over to the laughter He's my bully...his name is Bob Bryer. I fucking hate him with all my guts. Mr. Stump looks up at him and he still continues to laugh his shit freinds begin to laugh also and I feel myself heating up, and I clench my fist firmly and my knuckles began to turn white from the pressure. Gerard was worried for some reason but I don't even know the guy so I shrugged it off even though I like him >_<

Going

          I couldn't stand it anymore. I brush my hair out of my face and stand up to face the back of the class room. "Bob! Leave me the fuck alone!!" Everyone seamed to be shocked at my response to his laughter, but he just kept laughing. I tried to hold them back but Tears streamed down my face...and I stormed out of the room. The teacher didn't seam to mind, basically it's a shit school with shitty people. Who don't give a shit about me or anyone else. I didn't look back to see if anyone had followed me...I just kept walking until I made it to my destination.

To

          I shoved my hands in my pockets and walked all the way to the library. I would stay there for the rest of the day because there's only like 2 hours left of school. I would wait until the bell rings. I'll hide in the back so no one finds me. But who would be looking for me I have no Friends. I need friends. Or else I'll most likely kill myself because of Bob and my dad and my mom ..... I've etempted it before but failed now I mostly just self harm whist He's tortured me for 4 years now. And it's still not old. The worst thing, he's bullied me about so far is that I'm gay. He loves to make fun of me. Uhh! Hey Bob! I can't help my sexuality!! I didn't even figure out how he found out. I mean I did like this one boy named Gerard but he dosent know I exist so...it would never work out in a million years.because he's definite not gay I'm not even sure if I'm gay because I've never liked girls and I've only liked this one boy and he was hot and plus he's in my grade

Kill

          I walk into the library in sobs. I wipe the tears off my face as I saw the librarian in her seat in the front of the room. There was a book over her face so I assume she was asleep or something. I make my way to the back behind the bookshelves so no one could find or see me hiding there. I curled up hugging my knees, I lied my he'd on my legs and just let loose, I began to cry uncontrollably.

*Flashback*

        "Mom what time will we get there?"frank was already to tired to ask if he could get something to eat. "30 minutes baby" frank was only 7 years old when his mother died and he felt like he had just went through the his whole life. " what time is it?" Frank said in a frail voice "late...12:27" Frank's mother explained that he should get to sleep before they get to grandma Jan's house. But Frank just couldn't shut his eyes no mater how tired he was. They have already been traveling for more than 6 hours with 7 stops and breaks. Frank eventually drifted off...but only to wake up to a loud crash and then everything when black.

*flashback over*

     I shut my eyes tight and didn't want them to open. I could get the image of my mother in her hospital bed drifting off to something I like to call "the black parade" it welcomed her there and she was reunited with her father and our old dog Gerard yes his name was Gerard and I have a crush on a boy named Gerard woooow *hints sarcasm*. I miss her so much it burns. I've tried handling it therapy but it did not work

     The only way I could handle it is and still is with self harm and cutting. I wish I couldn't but there's this voice in my head that always tells me too.  It's scary.

     I should probably stop talking about my life it's to depressing and boring for any of you to hear. I'm sorry I'm really awkward weird and boring, I'm just the stupid little outcast in the the huge school full of jocks and cheerleaders and to be honest teenagers scare the living shit out of me. And considering I'm a teenager I'm basically scared of

myself

     I'm sorry about the first chapter I know it's really short the next one will be better I'm collaborating with my best friend blannah but she doesn't like my chemical romance so it's gonna be harrrrd!!!

Bye love you thug pugs!

"Stay happy not crappy life's a bitch don't quit"

~Olivia

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⏰ Last updated: Jul 16, 2016 ⏰

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