Hanging by a thread of useless hope.

Hanging by a thread of useless hope. - part 1

A/N well hello there! Obviously i'm Lauren. This is my first story so I hope you like it. I'm not really sure where I'm going with it but we shall see! As you will notice I have no name for the main character as of yet but idk what kind of story it's going to be yet. It might end up being a fan fiction or somethinggg, I don't know! Anyway, I'll let you read on!!

He sat alone at his desk. His left arm stretched before him. Blood seeping from deep cuts. The drawings that were scattered across his desk where getting covered in the crimson liquid.

A tear fell onto one of the cuts. The warm salty liquid stung his arm and he cried out. He felt so lost. Alone. Like he didn't belong anywhere. He stood, wavering slightly from blood loss and fell on his bed. Falling into a restless sleep as soon as he hit the bed.

When he got up the next morning he hissed in pain. He'd slept on his arm and the blood had caused his arm to stick to the bed. He yanked it free and inspected it, it was mostly scabbed up, bar a couple that had started to bleed again due to pulling it free of the bedding.

He went into the bathroom and turned the shower on. Stepping into the shower he felt a sense of relief as the water rained down. Although the water irritated his cuts it felt nice to wash if the sweat from last nights, nightmares. And the emotional pain.

10 minutes later he turned the shower off and stepped out. He heard pounding on the stairs. His dad coming upstairs, probably drunk, probably mad, probably going to shout at him for something he didn't do, probably gonna beat him.

"Open this door right now you faggot!" He growled.

"I have a girlfriend dad" he whispered quietly

"Like hell you do! Get out of my sight before I lose my patience, Mandy is coming over soon and I want you out!"

He went to his room quickly hanging into black skinny jeans, black muscle top, black beanie and his converse. Then he ran. He didn't stop running until he was deep inside the forest.

When he finally stopped he was out of breath. He'd been lucky this time. He's got out without being hit.

Must of been in a good mood because Mandy's coming round. He reasoned.

Tears were forming in his eyes from the pain in his chest from running so much. Sitting down, tears kept flowing. He laughed at himself for crying.

"Hey! Faggot!"

Dad? He though

"Hey!" Looking up he saw Alan and Luke. The worst people.

"Hey faggot, crying 'cause your girlfriend dumped you?"

"Shut up ass hole! You don't fucking know me!"

"What?!?! What was that faggot?!"

"N-nothing, I just said no"

"Talkin back faggot? What'd you say Luke? We need to teach him a lesson" Luke grinned

"when don't we?!"

Hope you enjoyed that it took me long enough to write :) more soon if you like it