Broken Hated and Abused

First encounter

Santiago's P.O.V

       "Your mother should've aborted you when she conceived you." I heard him say to me. "Why don't you go kill yourself like your father." My eyes started to swell up when he mentioned my father.  He let go of me and left. I sat there crying not knowing what to do. "Hey," I hear a girl's voice calling me. I didn't bother to look up. "What's wrong?" She asked me. "Why do you care, I'm just the person everyone likes to pick on." I answered harshly . "Look, I was just trying to help you because you look like you needed it. " " You're lying! You just want to make fun of me and say how much of a little shit I am!" I yelled at her.  "Look at me," I heard her say. "I said look at me!" this time she said as if she was yelling at her own child. I slowly look up to see who she was. As I look up to see her face, I was met with two blue  beautiful eyes looking back at me. "Now I want you to get up and tell me what's wrong, I just want to help you. Okay?"

I was unable to answer back. I was just so mesmerize by her. "Ummm... Hello? Is anyone there?" She asked slightly annoyed.  I slowly got up. "I-I...." I was speechless, i never knew how to talk to a girl, actually, girls would never talk to me. The only they do talk to is when they make stupid jokes at me or just bother me without a real reason. "Let's start over, okay? My name is Melissa, and you are?" She asked me. "M-my is Santiago." I tell her. "Nice to meet you Santiago,"She said as she extended her hand but I flinched at her motion thinking she was going to hit me. "Don't worry silly, I'm not gonna hurt you. I just wanted to shake your hand." I stare at her silently. "Come on, don't be shy." She said. "Y-you're not gonna hurt me like the others are you?" I asked hesitantly whether or not if should shake her hand. " Why would I want to hurt someone I just met? And what do you mean like the 'others'?" I shook my head not wanting to tell her and decide to run away before she asked more questions about my problems.

Melissa's P.O.V.

     I was making my way to my locker after my last class, I heard someone crying in the hallway. As the the sound of a guy crying getting louder and louder, I notice him the floor weeping. "Hey," I said trying to get his attention. No response. "What's wrong?" I asked him. "Why do you care, I'm just the person everyone likes to pick on." He responded back with a harsh tone. What made him this way?  All I want to do is help. " Look I'm just trying to help you because you look like you needed it." I say to him. "You're lying! You just want to make fun and say how much of a little shit I am!" He yelled. What is wrong with him? Why is he like this? "Look at me," I told him. "I said look at me!" I yell at him. He start moving his head slowly.  "Now get up and tell me what's wrong, I just want to help you. Okay?"

He just sat there on the floor silent. "Ummm... Hello? Anyone there?" I asked him. HE got up slowly as if I were to be a wild  animal ready to attack him. "I-I..." he stuttered. "Let's start over. Okay? I'm Melissa." I tell him. He stood there in silence for a sec, and tells me his name, "I-I'm Santiago." "Nice to meet you Santiago," I said as I extended my hand to shake his, but instead he flinched as he were about to get punched by somebody else. "Don't worry silly, I'm not gonna hurt you. I just wanted to shake your hand." I tell him, but he just stares at me. He was hesitant about taking my hand. "Come on, don't be shy." I assured him. "Y-you're not gonna hurt me like the others are you?" He asked me. I gave him a confused look. Why would i hurt someone I just met? And what do you like the others?" I asked. He shook his head. And just bolted out of my sight. I was going to go ask him again when told people like to pick on  or, hurt him like the others? But my friend stopped me from doing so and was talking about some party that some stupid jock throwing this weekend.I just ignored what she was saying to me and just went to my locker. "So are you going with me or not?" she asked me. "I'm sorry what?" "Ugh, I swear one of these day I am going kill you. Are you gonna go with me to Bryan's party or not?" She asked again. "Fuck it, I don't see why I should miss a party. Bu if I catch him trying to get at me, I swear I am going knee him where the sun don't shine," I tell her. She just rolls her at me. I don't know how we're still friends?

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Finally I get a chapter done, It took me almost an entire year trying to figure out on how to write this story. Tell what you think If anything else is missing. Leave a comment and vote. See you guys in the next chapter.

P.S. This the second book i am writing btw, the first time i tried i didn't know what i was doing.