A boy called Joey

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Joeys pov

I walk home from ash's place,through the park and see some of my friends. I wave and run over,
" sup guys what you doin"
" dude what the fuck"
" what mate"
" your hanging out with that hore Ashlee"
" what nah man she's not don't call her that"
" ok you know what Brandon is into her so stay away"
Brandon wtf he is like a total manhore she won't date him.
" you have no say over me I don't give a fuck about him, I actually care about her not if she'll fuck me"
" well if you don't we will beat you and your little girl up how's that, your just a little kid you don't even know what love is back off. Oh and if you tell her anything your off the team"
I don't want her to get hurt and I really don't care if I'm taken off the team. I'm gonna stand up to them, what could a bunch of 16 yr olds do.
" I thought you guys were my friends I was wrong, fuck you and fuck Brandon"
"Don't bother coming to the game"Everything blacks out.
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Next morning

I wake to my bed and my head hurts, I walk to my mirror and examine the bruise around my eye whilst thinking about what just happen. I can't stay away from her I just can't she means so much to me and I know she will think I don't like her if I ignore her but I'm doing it for her own protection. After seeing what they did too meI get changed and cover my eye with this makeup stuff my sister uses so my bruise doesn't show. I walk down stairs, grab an apple and shout out bye to my mom. I'm walking to the bus when i see my ex Ella.
" omg Joey hey babe how are you I've missed you so much"
" go away Ella I don't like you ok you cheated on me with my so called best friend"
" come on baby we were just playing around" she starts rubbing my shoulder.
" FUCK OFF ELLA I DONT NEED YOUR SHIT!" I scream as my cap falls off my head showing my bruised eye(the makeup didn't work coz he's shit at makeup). She looks in shock and gets closer.
" you know girls do like bad boys" she whispers in my ear and runs off. I hate her she is so annoying I dated her at my last school because I thought she was nice well turns out she and my best friend weren't trust worthy as I caught them making out in an ally.
I get on the bus and Ashlee waves to me with the biggest smile then I look to my left and my " friends" are there. I find a seat at the front as I see Ashlee give me a confused look.

Ashlees pov

As I see Joey walk on the bus an instant smile glides across my face cheek to cheek, I wave for him to sit next to me but he looks away and sits at the front. What did I do? We get to the next stop and I'm looking out the window still wondering about Joey when a boy sits next to me.
" hey gorgeous you single?"
" get a life"
He looks offended until a smirk comes to his face I look at him in confusion when he puts his hand on my thigh. I slap him and push him off the seat.
" touch me again and I'll fucking kill you"
" like you can protect yourself little skank you don't even have your little boyfriend to protect you coz he thinks your a hore"
As soon as those words slip from his mouth I feel like balling my eyes out. The bus comes to a halt and I run as fast as I can to the girls toilets not noticing a girl in there. I cry until I realise I have a razor blade in my bag. It's been in here since I was bullied at  school and I know it's dramatic but I can't get those words out of my head.I wipe it with toilet paper then one slice, two, three I keep cutting until I have seven lines I quickly cover then and run to check my makeup. The girl I ran past is staring at me smiling.
" can I help you?"
" do you know a boy named Joey?"
" heard of him"
" oh sorry my name is Carissa sweetest girl in school if you ask me"
" uh Ashlee"
" right well want to sit with me and the girls today we're at table five I heard about 'it' from Bethany"
She walks out with a smile and I feel as if something is finally right.