One more. Please. Just one.
I walk out of the bathroom with my secrets hidden. No one knows. No one will care. They all suspect something. They don't know the truth.
"Lucas! Hurry up! We need to leave now!" My little sister yells at me. She doesn't want to be late to her Ballet practice.
"I'm coming Sarah" I yell as I walk down the stairs of the century old house I call home. I walk down the stairs slowly. I'm wearing my favorite black hoodie. It's nothing special but it has the longest sleeves. As I reach the bottom of the stairs, my sister is tapping her foot impatiently. We walk out the door and get in the car. My mother was already waiting to drive her to ballet.
"How was your day Lucas?" My mother asks me.
"It was fine," I reply quietly. She doesn't care. She just doesn't want the car to be silent. "Can you turn on the radio, please?" She turns on the radio and 'Knives and Pens' by Black Veil Brides was playing. I was enjoying it but my little sister had to say something.
"Mommy. Please turn of this awful noise" she glares at me daring me to say something.
"It's better than your classical junk." I tell her. I put my headphones in and listen to a playlist on my phone. I block out the world. Soon we arrive and my sister jumps out of the car and runs toward the ballroom. Slowly I step out and walk in with my mother. I find the closest spot to sit. But before I could get there my sister's teacher walks up to me.
"Lucas. I'm so glad you came." She starts to say. I've only met her once but I don't like her. "We need you to join us on the ballroom floor. It is big brother day. Will you please follow me?"
I look at her like she lost her mind. "I'm sorry but I don't dance." My mother looks at me with disappointment written all over her face. "Fine. I will join." I follow the teacher as she walks towards the other brothers and little sisters. I recognize someone from my school. His name is Jason. Everyone loves him. He is the most popular guy in school. All the girls claim to be in love with him. And he is the bully of the school to guys like me.
He smirks as I walk up to the group. "You don't belong here. No one likes you or your sister. " he says to me. I walk up to him.
"Leave my sister out of this. "I tell him. Yes. My sister can be annoying but I still love her.
"What will you do if I don't? Are you going to go cry to your mommy?" He is really pissing me off now.
"Just leave her out of it. Please" I respond trying to keep my cool. The teacher starts the class. Today is a fun day. Our sisters get to pick what we learn. Of Sarah chose the flying leap thing that they do during the scene change. As I'm trying to get the footwork right for my sister Jason walks over near me. He is talking to his little sister. I can hear every word because he is speaking loudly.
"Don't go near Sarah. She is a slut and her brother is a stripper. Stay away from them." He tells her.
I've had enough of this. I walk up to him and nail him in the face with my fist. He is shocked for a minute as he stumbles backwards but he soon recovers. He retaliates by faking a punch as I duck and he sweeps my feet out from under me with his leg. I fall and he gets on me and starts punching me. I try to push him off and block his attacks but it doesn't work. All the girls are screaming and the guys just watch. He grabs my wrist and pulls me to my feet and then he pushes me against the wall. My wrist hurts as he holds on fresh cuts. I must have been bleeding again because he let go making a noise of disgust. He takes out his pocket knife and cuts a hole in my sleeve. He rips the rest off as blood drips into the floor. Now everyone knows my secret.
"Aww. The poor little boy is a cutter. How sad." Jason mocks. He puts his knife away as the other mothers usher there kids away trying to keep them from looking at me. My sister was not in the room. She must have left. The teacher soon leaves turning off the lights as I collapse on to the floor.
I'm just bleeding in the ballroom.
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Heartless
RomanceWell this is a story. You must read it to find out about it. But it might trigger someone.