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by ziallattack

by ziallattack

This story contains boyboy, suicide attempts, self harm, gore, drug uses, and strong language. I am not trying to romanticize these kind of things, I am merely a person with a big mind and loves to write stories .You have been warned---------

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You know that horrible feeling when you feel useless, or even like a waste of space?

That's what I feel everyday. And honestly, what I wished the most was just to just... Disappear. Just even die for heaven's sake. But no. I'm stuck with foster parents that found me off the streets. I won't complain. Their son is actually nice, and probably my own best friend. Louis is his name, you can probably guess that we have to go by the same last name even though his parents never actually adopted to me.

Niall Tomlinson

Sounds like some kind of cocky rich kid name to be honest. I can't do anything about it. Me being only a little kid when my all my family died was kind of a impact on me, yes meaning me not knowing at all how to say or even spell my last name. It's stupid. But hey. I've been taught a few basic things when I came here when I was seven, which I am grateful of.

Today was the first day of High School. And I am being forced to go there because ma and pa has to work all day. Fortunately, Louis and I have the house for ourselves after school, so we can do whatever and eat whatever. I really hope that Louis doesn't have people over like last year. People being complete jerks calling me names and some other things like that. Urgh! Especially his parties! Loud teens everywhere having sex and screaming! The only good part of going to school is actually making friends that understand you.

"Ni! Come on we need to eat breakfast and put our lunch in our bags and other things!" Louis called from downstairs. Hah, to tell you the truth Louis is almost like one of those single moms. Working hard for their kid doing everything they can for them. He really is like that if you think about it.

I made my way downstairs and sat myself down at the counter. Louis passed a plate of some weird looking greenish yellow thing, and all I can do right now was just stare at it.

"So.. Are you going to eat it?" Louis chuckled.

"Wait Lou. I think it needs time to move." I whisper as Louis laughed and took it away.

"Fine be the picky eater!" He laughed "Have eggs and bacon blondie." He smiled replacing it with the eggs.

"Why thank you. You'll be a super great 5 star chef when you're older." I joked.

"Oh shush you!" He replied throwing some of the food at me. I just laughed silently and began to eat.

Louis and I drove to the school right after we were done preparing ourselves. Lou says high school is something not to mess around with. Some people can be really dangerous while other people are sweet like candy. In all honesty he could of told me that earlier so I wouldn't be so anxious. I walk up to my given locker and opened it. It actually was irritating since I failed many times trying to open the lock. I put all my things in the locker and checked the schedule. How confusing. I just got here and I've already got so many problems on me? No one else was in the hallways so I tried to figure this out.

"Wait wait! What day is it today? How do I read this?" I struggled. Suddenly I heard a tap on my locker door and looked over. It was some brown haired guy smiling weirdly.

"Seem a bit confused? I can help if you want." He said.

"Sure.. Just need help going around and figuring out this schedule." I sighed.

"It's this day, so you have History, English, Science, Math, Art, History, P.E, and Music." He said pointing at one of the columns "I'm Liam by the way."

"Niall." I introduced myself. Liam gave me a smile and showed me to class.

The morning classes went by quickly. I got some lovey faces from some girls but it's not like I'm going to date them anyway. I just awkwardly walked beside Liam all day trying to find Louis but it never did happen. We went over to the cafeteria and started eating our lunches.

"So anything particularly mandatory for me to know at this school?" I asked Liam. He lets out a long 'uhhh' looking up and about.

"The teachers here are really strict. They'll yell at you even if you didn't do anything wrong." He muttered. "Other than.." He stopped. I tilted my head waiting for a reply.

A few minutes had gone by and I hear Liam gulp.

"Um.. The worst thing here. That you must always, always be careful about is.. Those creepy shits that sit around the corner." He whispered looking for a second then averting his eyes away."They are really weird. They come out of no where, they are pale like whoever knows, and they know what's happening and can hear everything." He shivered. "Anyway, gotta go. See ya Niall."

Liam got up and ran out trying to avoid those guys. I averted my eyes to the back and saw that they weren't there anymore.

creepy.

They're probably people who stalk other people and gossip. Since I didn't want to sit alone in the lunch room I decided to go back to my locker. I opened it and squinted. Hiding my arms in my locker I checked my arms. The wounds opened up and started to bleed even more. I groaned going in to find some bandages until....

"Hey there pretty. Such a shame that you are leaving you meal, untouched." A whisper went down my ears.