Sticks and Stones

Punishment

"Wasd wake up we gotta go to school." A voice called into the darkness of my room. Groaning I rolled over falling off my bed with a thud.

"Owwww...." I murmured. Looking up at Oort face smiling at me. Covering my face I rolled over facing the carpet giggling my fatigue making sound like I was crying.

"Why'd we stay up so long?" I groaned offering my hand for Oort to help me. Pulling me up I slouched over, leaning on him. "Can you carry me down?" I yawned lifting both my arms.

"Yeah sure if you want me to throw you down the stairs." He chuckled pushing me playfully. I huffed walking down the stairs. Missing a step I slid down the last five.

"Wasd come on." Oort sighed lifting me up by my underarms dragging me the rest of the way.

"Why do you do this every morning?" My mom asked running her hands through her tangled hair. Sitting down eating our breakfast I felt a weird sick feeling in my stomach as I looked at Oort. His hair was perfectly fluffed. His eyes warm and calming. His lips, plump and soft.

"Uh, Wasd? You okay?" Oort's smooth voice cuts in my thoughts. Staring down I see all the Froot-loops overfilling my bowl falling on the table. Blushing I began putting back the overspill handful by handful.

What is up with me?

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~later~~~~~~~~~~~~

Walking down the stairs fully dressed I looked at Oort waiting for me by the door.
"Ready to go?" Holding my galaxy backpack in his hand. I look him up and down an eyebrow raised.

"Since when did you start dressing differently?" I asked hopping down the last step. He looked down at how he was dressed, his brown pants, yellow plaid shirt over a grey one and hair quaffed up.

"I don't know I wanted to dress differently ok?" He replied adjusting his glasses.

"Let's just go." I laughed grabbing my backpack from him.

Walking on the sidewalk we talked as usual. Asking each other about what the homework was or how much we hated our gym teacher. I still dreaded going to school because of a stupid reason. Braydon Higgsby a complete douchebag who picks on me everyday calling me names and beating me up. I've tried telling teachers, the principal. I just try to ignore him. And don't tell anyone anymore. Not even my mom or Oort. As much as they likes to protect me there is nothing anyone can do about Braydon.

"Are you sure you're okay?" He reached his arm over my shoulder squeezing me tight. I just nodded.

Just have to make it a few more days until the weekend.

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At lunch I headed to our normal meeting spot. Oort wasn't there yet.

He must be still in class or something.

Before I could walk towards the bench a hand grabbed my shoulder squeezing it hard.

"Ow!"I squeaked turning towards the culprit. The blood drained from my face as a cold shiver went down my spine.

Braydon.

"Hey wimp. Thought you could hide from me today huh?" He sneered his thugs circling me. They pinned me against the wall with no escape. Braydon's hand held me against the wall, my heart beating loud in my ears.

"Check for teachers." He barked to the two other kids nodding at his orders.

"So you want more bruises today? Or a broken nose?" He held up his free hand making it meet with my side. I winced not daring to make a yell out. He punched me again and again the same spots and newer areas of my ribs and gut.
Sliding to the ground I whimpered something that I couldn't even hear.

"Please... s-stop...." Clutching my stomach the pain flooded through my body. Propping myself up I  tried stretching my legs to stand but failed.

"Yeah you cunt. You're so weak why don't you ever fight back?" His words stung as much as the bruises growing under my shirt. Standing up I looked at the ground quickly throwing a punch at his face. The punch planted on his cheek almost missing it's mark.

Then there was silence almost immediately interrupted by a strange chuckle. Looking up at me, his hand on a red mark forming on his cheekbone. A sinking feeling took over in my stomach as I realized the price I was to pay for what I have done. Closing my eyes I accepted my fate. Opening them just in time to see a fast, flesh coloured object fly towards my face colliding with my nose.

Holding my nose I leaned on the wall. Warm liquid begin in to drip down my face.
"Oh shit I'm sorry. Oh wait no I'm not see what you did to me!?" He yelled, surprisingly no one heard him. "Fucking look at me!" He hissed grabbing my hair, pulling my head back forcing me to look at his disgusting face.

"I-I'm sorry.." I whimpered defencelessly almost inaudible.

"What did you fucking say?!" He tugged my hair more pulling me up. Grabbing his arm holding onto my hair I squirmed.

"I'm sorry!" I yelped tears stinging my eyes. He lifted his one arm ready to throw another swing. Aiming for my face again.
"Please..." I weep, my voice cracking tears now flowing down my face.

"No!!"
Then only darkness and white noise.
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Thought I'd try a cliffhanger I'm not the best at it but oh well. It's so bloody hot here I can't even. Help. Me... Pls..
I'll talk to you later if my eyeballs don't melt from the heat!! (ಥ﹏ಥ)