ParkBomb94 ~ Battle wounds

Chapter 5 | Getting Hurt

TIME SKIP TO AFTER LUNCH AT H'S HOUSE

Parker's P.O.V

H and I were sitting on the couch on our phones with the TV on. Lunch was okay. I got a burrito and H got a bowl. God fucking dammit. I think I like him. No I can't. I got up.

I'm going to the bathroom. I said as I walked to the bathroom. 

H. Nodded. 

I always keep my razor in my pocket for emergency's, like now. When I got in the bathroom I locked the door and took out my razor. I rolled up my sleeves took the razor to my skin and paused. I looked at my scars, they made me happy, they made me feel at home. I deserved them. I looked up from my arm to the mirror at myself. My hair, too greasy. My forehead, to big. My eyes, the bags under them. My teeth, too yellow. As I finished picking apart what I didn't like about myself in my head I looked for room on my arm where I could cut. Not much room but ill just cut over my old scars. Deep cuts. Your ugly Parker. Cut. Your dumb Parker. Cut. No one loves you Parker. Cut. Your a disgrace to your family Parker. Cut. Your worthless Parker.Cut. Just kill yourself Parker. Before I could cut once more I was getting dizzy, I felt like I was going to faint. I fell to the floor but got myself to sit. I'm guessing H heard me fall because I heard him yell from the couch,

Parker you okay? You didn't fall in did you?

I know he was making a joke but he sounded genuinely a little bit worried. 

Yea I fell in again. I said trying to joke back but I know I sounded bad.

I had to leave the bathroom soon so H wouldn't know something was up. I got up and looked around at all the blood on the ground and my arm. I wiped it up with toilet paper and threw the toilet paper in the toilet. I took some extra toilet paper and wrapped it around my arm so it wouldn't bleed through to my shirt. I flushed all of the toilet paper down and left to talk to H. 

Hey, what happned? Why do you have toilate paper on your arm. He said, as he pointed at my arm.

FUCK I for got to roll my sleeve back down. I just stared at him speechless.

Parker wha.... 

he reached over to pull off the toilet paper from my arm. I took a step back but not before he grabbed pulled just enough toilet paper off to see my fresh scars. 

Did you...? H said but I turned and ran out the door outside. Wait Parker please. I heard him call after me. But I didn't stop I just kept running. I don't know how long I was running for but I know it was far. I stopped running when I heard my phone ring. I looked at it, it was H. I didn't answer. I kept on walking. He called again. I ignored it. He texted me.

Parker come back. Please. Where did you go? Are you okay? I'm worried about you. 

I didn't respond. It was getting dark out now and I wasn't in the mood to go back and talk to H. I had to find a place to sleep. As I was walking I saw a bench that was empty. I guess i'll have to sleep here tonight. I mumbled as I sat down. I heard foot steps behind me but didn't turn around until I heard them talking, it sounded like two teenage boys maybe around 17 or 18. 

Hey dude look it a homeless guy. One of them said. 

Yea. Do you know what we do to homeless guys? The other one asked me.

I ignored him. 

What you think your all better than me because you ignore me well your not your just a homeless loser. Get up. He said

I didn't.

I said get up. He said while pulling me up by my shirt.

Once I was fully standing he punched me in the face. I fell to the ground. They started kicking me. I screamed in pain. 

Shut up! One of them yelled. They continued kicking me.

I gave up trying to stop them or to get away. I figured this is what I get for liking H. I just stayed lying there helplessly while they were kicking me. Then after a while one of them said hear, I have this I looked up. He handed the other one a knife. This is it. I thought. It's time to say goodbye now, I deserve it, I had this coming. One of the teens put the knife up to my neck. I closed my eyes. I felt the knife cut into my neck and then it stopped. Am I dead? Is this hell? I heard someone yell,

Hey! What are you doing? Get off of him! 

I opened my eyes. I saw the kids run away. I also saw H rushing over to me. 

Parker. Are you okay. What did they do to you? 

I didn't answer him, I didn't feel like talking to him or to anyone.

H's P.O.V

I tried to get him to talk to be but he wouldn't say a word. He just lay there on the sidewalk looking down. I eventually got him to stand up and we walked to my car. He had a limp and a bit trouble walking so I took his arm and put it around my neck so he could use me to balance on. He was bleeding a lot. We got to the car and Parker sat in the passenger seat while I drove. It was quiet, he didn't want to talk and well I didn't want to make him. It started to rain. He leaned his head agents the car window looking at the rain fall. We drove the rest of the way in silence. 

Time skip to at H's house

When we got in Parker sat down on the couch and pulled out his phone. I sat down next to him and said,

Listen Parker, I know you don't want to talk about what happened but you have to talk to me at some point. You don't have to tell me right now about it but at least talk to me. Parker......Plea...

H, I love you. Parker interrupted. I know its wrong and I know that I shouldn't but I love you and I can't help it. I-I-just I'm sorry.

I kissed him. I don't know what I was thinking when I did but I did, and it felt soo good.