Whispers...
"why does that dude look like hes been through hell"
"he looks like hes on drugs"
Kevin is sitting on the floor by his locker, staring pointlessly at the passing crowd,he has deep purple shadows underneath his eyes, and his hair shaggy in his face pure black silky hair, he dressed lazy because he probably just go right home after first period like always..
there's laughter, he hears coming down the hallway,It's the stupid jocks always right on time to slander his tone even more...
"oh look is sad little Kevin" one of the jocks say aloud.
One of the other jocks gets close and starts to kick Kevin, "dude why don't you die just like your mom did go kill yourself"
Kevin is now 18 years old and lives alone, his dad was a bad abusive drunk to his mom and him and his mother before his 18th birth day committed suicide, after her funeral his father left, in his mothers will, she left him a letter and tons of money, he has is own job and works for everything he needs, he wanted to shut out all the feeling of being kicked and being told he should die, he never did anything to them.
"Hey stop that " some one shouted, in a woman's voice.
All the jocks stopped and ran off, the girl ran up to Kevin and got on her knees.
"Please tell me your okay Kevin let's take you home okay"
He was crying
This was the first time anyone ever stopped something like that.
She sniffed, and cried too, she helped Kevin up and started walking with him off of campus.
YOU ARE READING
The feels!
RandomKevin has been through so much, so i'm going to do a little story with maybe a good ending, keep in mind i'm always doing girls as main characters so this is going to be different.... for me anyways i hope ya'll will like this
