Love Exists {BxB}

Chapter 13

Rocco's POV

*Back in time just a little bit*

I'm walking down to my locker hanging my head low trying to keep myself hidden. But it obviously doesn't work when I get purposefully tripped.
My textbooks fall on the ground and a couple papers scatter across the ground.
I'm quick to grab them and pull them back to me.
"Your such an emo fag!"
I don't answer I just grab my stuff and hurry to my locker shoving my stuff into it.
It's gym class now which I always ditch anyways so I leave all my stuff in my locker and close it just to be shoved into it.
My head slams painfully into the metal and I whimper pathetically in pain.
A fist hits my stomach and my knees give out.
I finally look up and see Dylan and Mitchell, the two people who have been constantly beating me up.
Mitchell takes the opportunity to punch me in the face.
Punch after punch, kick after kick, insult after insult.
After a good 20 minutes they've finally stopped hitting me.
"Your such a loser, you know that right?" Mitchell asks.
"And I just wanted to let you know that Jak... It's all just a dare. We dared him to get super close to you just to break your little pathetic heart! Everything he told you, everything you two did together, the kiss... It was all fake." Dylan smirks.
Involuntary tears start streaming down my face.
"Aww did we make the fat, emo, fag cry?" Mitchell taunts then kicks me square in the nose.
The two of them walk off laughing like crazy.
I sit on the floor crying before I realize what time it is.
Class lets out any minute now.
I run down the hallways and up the stairs, all the way to the roof.
I can't believe Jak would do that to me! Well, it's not that surprising, I'm me.
I'm fat, ugly, emo, a loser, a fag, gay, worthless, pathetic, waste of space.
Of course it was all fake.
I feel like laughing.
But then I open the door to the roof.
This had been my safe escape place where I could sit on the ledge on contemplate death.
I had done it multiple time since coming here but now there a brunette and a ginger sitting there.
Jak and I think it's Trinity.
I can't hear anything but then Jak stands up and I can't handle it.
"Stay away from me, Jak! Don't come near me!" I shout turning and running back down the stairs.
I can't believe I ever trusted him.
I can't believe I let him in so easily.
I cannot believe I let him kiss me!
Blindly, I run out the front doors and towards the football field.
I end up collapsing under the bleachers, crying.
Wow, I've cried way too many times this week. I'm so pathetically weak.
"Rocco?" A voice calls.
I relax knowing it's not Jak.
"Rocco, it's Trinity. I saw you run out here. Look, I just want to talk to you. Please Rocco." She calls out softly.
I let myself let out a small sob noise.
Please stop crying. I beg myself.
I feel myself struggling to hold back tears but I think it's working.
Trinity finds me just as my tears dry out.
"What happened?" She asks sitting cross legged beside me.
I keep my mouth shut and stare at her Nike's.
"Um... Jak told me about you two.. And how you kissed a couple days ago. He really likes you, you know?" She continues.
I let out a humorless dry laugh.
"I guess he forgot to mention that it was all a dare. That it was all fake." I say angrily.
"Who told you that?" She says furrowing her small shaped eyebrows.
"Dylan and Mitchell." I respond.
I do not want to tell her about how they've been bullying me. They're her friends after all, she would never believe me.
"What? Why would they say that? The way Jak was talking it sounded like he's in love with you." She says with a small giggle.
"Why should I believe you?" I spit.
"Would you rather believe me or them?" She asks raising an eyebrow.
"Um... You I guess... Did he actually?" I say feeling happiness bubble it's way into my thoughts.
"Yeah. He sounded so in love it was so cute!"
"Oh. Can you tell Jak that I'm sorry?" I ask nervously.
"Yeah sure. Why can't you?"
"I'm not ready to talk to him after everything. I don't even know if I like him yet!" I say exasperated.
"You so do! But yeah I'll tell him what happened."
Trinity pulls out a sharpie and writes a series of numbers on a piece of paper and hands it to me.
"Text me later, k?" She says smiling.
Then she gets up and skips off leaving me with my own thoughts, which is always a bad idea...

I tried, okay? And that's what counts! I know this chapter sucked but apparently I HaD to update so yeah. I tried.
I'm excited to write the next chapter tho ;)

~Elllie XD