My broken boy cake boyxboy au

My hell

Today we got a new student. His name is Luke I had to show him around. The guy has to be around 6 feet tall. He has blonde hair and icy blue eyes. He seems to be adjusting to Ridge wood well.

"Okay so this is my stop," I say to him as we stop to my english classroom. I look at his time table again "It's also yours," I add dragging him. Ms. Blake (not from teen wolf bc she's a bitch) introduced Luke to our class. At lunch I went to sit with my friends while Luke went to sit with this guy he met in art. Not that I really cared, Luke is nice and all but he's so attractive. After school I went to football practice. It was so painful because the bruises my father gave me are still sore. I ache as I run and pass the ball around for the next two hours is complete hell. When I was done I bumped into Luke.

"Oh sorry I didn't see you," I say

"It's okay," he smiles. When I bumped into him I winced my stomach hurts really badly. I wanted to cry.

"Hey are you okay?" Luke asks

No

"Yeah," I say

"Okay," he nods and we parts ways. I go home and run up to my house. I go into my bathroom and shut the door and lock it.I grab the box where I keep my razors. Holding back tears

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I drag the blade against my skin. Soon it turned into three lines on my arm. I quickly cleaned the blood up that was dripping as tears roll down my cheeks.

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I am literally such a fuck up. I can't do anything right to please my father. I'm trying so god damn hard. You know what he says. That I'm a faggot, or worthless piece of shit. I can't win, what do I do. I can't keep living like this. He wasn't always like this though. It wasn't till I came up as gay. At first he tried to beat the gay out of me. He put me in the hospital with a broken rib and fractured wrist. Then he realized that he couldn't so he's treated me like shit every day because of it. Mum never knew the man she fell in love for is actually beating the living shit out of me everyday while she's working at the hospital. I know he's trying to make me that perfect son he's wanted. It tears me down that I can't please him. For awhile I stopped eating. I had anorexia, when my mum found out it broke her heart. She sent me to get help. While I was there no one found out about my dad beating me. They got my self-confidence back. I'm full on crying right now. I'm balling my eyes out because I'm in this hell and I can't get out. It's just piling on to me, it feels like I'm suffocating. I need to find my escape, sometimes I wish I was dead.

The next day at school it wasn't any better. This girl Veronica came up to me and started flirting with me. I turned her down in the most gentle way possible but she still cried. It made me feel horrible because I didn't want to lead her on because I didn't like her that way. She made it seem like it was my fault.

Luke came up to me today. He said he wanted to hang out after football. I agreed because I don't have anything else to do. Also I don't want to go home. We ended up going to this coffee shop then to his to play fifa. He was pretty good.

It's been a week now and Luke and I have gotten closer. Which I'm okay with he's the first person at our school who doesn't want something from me. I'm just so emotionally strained and I can't get away. What am I doing wrong?

Today Luke found out about my scars. I broke down crying because he wasn't suppose to find out. He just hugged me and told me everything would be alright. We sat in his room listening to Green day. We just laid there, he held me in his arms. He's kissing my forehead and whispering that he'll protect me from my demons. If only he really knew. My dad isn't liking that I'm not home often and last night was by the far the worse beating of my life. I didn't go to school the next day. I couldn't moved and it felt like when I broke my rib. It hurt so bad to breath let alone move. Mum came home today for the first time ever. I mean she comes home when I'm asleep. She told me that I was having trouble breathing because something in side my body. I didn't really pay attention. She kept a close eye on me all day. I basically slept all day.

Luke texted me that night asking me why I wasn't at school. I told him I missed because I was feeling ill. He seemed to buy it and told be to get better soon. He met a guy named Michael today and he told me about him. I told Luke that we'd all hang out soon. This seemed to make Luke really happy which made me smile. I might be having a little crush on Luke Hemmings, a guy that I met a week ago.

A/N hey everyone thank you so much for reading and just staying with me and sara. We've had a couple rough years especially last year it really hit hard for me personally so I just wanted to say thanks for being there for us. For me. They say write based on your experiences. I honestly started this story based on my best friend Tim. He's been a huge part of my life and last year I lost him to a group of mean girls and you guys don't even know by reading our stories it gave me confidence to write again. So I wanted to say thanks to everyone who's followed me or who's just following us. Thank you for reading and voting and just your comments. I still read them. I want you guys to know we are always here for you guys and always will be. Sorry for this being so sad and as always please vote share and comment on this story.