Ruined (Ricky Horror Fic)

Chapter 4

Sam POV

"Hey faggot where's your emo boyfriend?!" Jack pushed me against my locker.

"He's not my boyfriend. And I don't care where he is." I spat and pushed him off me. Immediately his fist collided with my cheek and I fell to the floor.

"There he is!" One of Jack's minions yelled. He pointed toward another set of lockers. I looked to where he was pointed and saw Ricky watching me.

Jack leaned into toward my ear. "Listen. No one likes you. Do us all a favor and kill yourself. You're fat, ugly, emo, stupid, the list goes on and on. Kill yourself. You emo, wrist cutting, freak." He whispered in my ear than backed away.

"That's a promise." He smiled at my words. He than walked away with his minions.

I ran into the house and slammed my bookbag on the floor and screamed in rage. Chris, Balz, Ryan, Ghost, Angelo, and Ricky walked up to me.

"What's wrong?!" Balz asked quickly.

I pointed towards Ricky. He looked away. "You are a monster!!" I screamed.

"What happened?! Why is your cheek purple and your lip bleeding?!" Chris yelled.

"My little friend at school named Jack happened! He beat me up and you saw everything Ricky! You didn't even do anything!" I screamed in his face.

"What the fuck Ricky?!" Chris yelled.

"You're a lowlife! You know I love you! You knew I was getting beat up and you just watched!" I screamed and slapped my hand across his face.

Ricky pushed me against the wall. "Listen up Sam! I know you love me! I get it! I can't be with you! Yes, I saw you getting punched but I'm so mad at you that I couldn't do anything!" He yelled in my face. "What did you promise Jack?!" I pushed him off and ran upstairs. Footsteps followed behind me.

I ran into my room and slammed the door behind me. I quickly locked it. "Sam!!" They all yelled. "Open the door for me!" Ghost yelled.

I grabbed my razor and put it to my wrist. I slid my razor deep against my wrist. The door burst open and they came rushing in. Ricky ran up to me and grabbed the razor from me. I tried holding onto it. It was cutting into both of our hands. He threw it across the room on the floor. I started sobbing loudly. Ricky held my wrist where I cut it, as he laid me into his chest.

Chris, and Balz ran up to us with towels. I stared up at Ricky. He had a worried express on his face. "Ricky.." I whispered.

"Shh Sam it's okay." He grabbed my cheek, and kissed my forehead.