So Much Cherry Everywhere

Phil's POV

A pair of chocolate brown eyes stared right into my soul. Dimples were placed onto his cheek as he smiled brightly. His hair looked so soft to touch. I don't know who he is but I've already taken a liking to him.

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'Phil, wake up!' My mum shook me awake. I groaned and tossed her hand away. She laughed and pulled the covers off me.

'Come on Phil! You'll be late for school, plus you're going to have to get rid of that huge ass boner!' She laughed. I opened my eyes wide and looked down. Fuck.

'Mum!' I groan and push her out. She laughs even more and shakes her head.

I got into the shower and thought about the boy in my dream. He was gorgeous! I have no idea who he is or if he's real, but I really do hope he is real. I ran my thumb over the tip of my hard erection, collecting pre cum that was oozing out. I pump my cock into my hand, thinking about the boy. I moaned loudly as I pumped myself faster.

'Phil! Stop wanking and hurry the fuck up!' I hear my mum yell. I blush and finish what I started.

I quickly got out of the shower and looked at myself in the mirror. I traced the cuts that were climbing up my forearm. I hate the sight of them and I'm ashamed of doing it. I have a good home life but I get bullied so much in school, I can't take it! I know what you're thinking, why don't you tell your mum? Blah blah blah.But it's not as easy as that. I know my mum loves me but she's the type of mum that would say 'man up!' Or something like that.

My dad is a drunk and I hate him! He can be quite abusive but he's more abusive towards my mum. I hate the sound of her screaming! I'm not going to lie my dad has raped me. Quite a few times to be honest. For someone that's abused, my mum's a very happy person, I love her so much. She accepts the fact that I'm gay. I sighed and went downstairs. My mum was sitting at the table drinking her coffee. My dad was probably at a hotel with some skank.

'Have fun in school.' My mum smiled.

'Yeah, I always have fun in school.' I say, rolling my eyes and walking out of the door, closing it behind me. I wait at the bus stop and put my earphones in listening to Muse. Best band ever!

The school bus finally arrives! 10 minutes late again. I get into the bus and walk to the back. I hear people snigger and whisper about me. They couldn't make it anymore obvious.

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The bus arrived at school and I was dreading to step off the bus. I walked in through the double doors, putting my head down. I felt peoples glares pierce through me. Uncomfortable wasn't the word to describe how I felt right now. I took a deep breath and walked to my locker. I put my phone and earphones in and locked it. Before I could turn around I was pushed into my locker. I cupped my face gently and groaned. I turned and saw Mike and his crowd.

'Leave me and the emo fag alone for a minute, boys.' Mike said to his group of followers. He dragged me outside and pushed me into a small alley by the school.

'You're a worthless piece of shit! I haven't had sex for a week now and I need a release! Seen as you're gay and worthless I've decided you're my gonna be my sex buddy.' He said and pulled my trousers down. I felt warm tears run down my cheek and I shook my head.

'N-no s-stop! P-please!' I pleaded but that only pushed him to go further. He turned me around and he pulled his trousers down. He slammed into my arse without warning and without lube! I screamed in pain. He didn't give me any time to adjust he just kept thrusting. I cried and pleaded for him to stop but he didn't. He went faster and harder. My sobs were loud and I held onto the wall in support. After a few more thrusts he released into me. I felt so dirty. I pulled up my trousers and fell onto the floor.

'Mm you were so tight! This is defiantly happening again! Oh and if you tell anyone, you're dead!' He warned and walked off. I couldn't even stand up! I sat in the alley sobbing to myself. Why me? I haven't done anything. I took off my bag and opened my pencil case, taking out my blade. I dragged it over my wrists multiple times. I looked at my blood covered wrists. I'm such a mess. I pulled down my sleeves just letting them bleed. It's a black hoodie and I doubt anyone is gonna look close enough to notice the blood seeping through.

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I arrived home finally! As I walked through the door I heard chattering. I walked into the kitchen to see my mum, a lady and a boy. He looked oddly familiar.

'Oh Phil honey! You're home! How was school?' My mum asked. Terrible, I got raped by my bully. I smiled a fake smile at her.

'Okay, I suppose.' I shrugged.

'That's good! Phil this is Mrs Howell and her son Dan. They've moved here and they're our new neighbours.' I shook both of their hands.

'Oh please, call me Lindsey.' Mrs Howell said. I nodded.

'Im sorry. Phil doesn't talk much. Anyway Phil, how did you get that bruise on your cheek?' My mum asked worriedly.

'I-I fell.' I replied quietly about to go upstairs but my mum stopped me.

'Dan and his mum are staying for dinner. Will you take Dan up to your bedroom?' She asked. I nodded and Dan followed me upstairs. He looked so familiar but I just couldn't put my finger on it. I sat on the floor awkwardly, dropping my bag on the floor.

'Um hi Phil, I'm Dan as you already know. Um could you maybe say something about yourself?' He asked braking the silence.

'I'm Phil, I'm fifteen and um I like watching tv and I'm a loser.' I say quietly. He looks at me weirdly.

'You like Muse so you're defiantly not a loser.' He laughed, I giggled. He's cute. Wait what?! I've known this guy for five minutes! His chocolate brown eyes stared into mine. Then that's when I remembered him. He's the guy I've been having dreams about for months!