Chapter 5

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Luke's POV

(Eeerrp surrpriissee)

"Hey Fag" I say with a slight smirk on my face. He eye's go wide and mouth drops in total shock. He turned right on his heel and ran out of the class, tears streaming down his face. I sighed knowing what I did was wrong, but I can't have the same thing happen as it did last year. They bullied me because I was gay. and now... I'm the bully... "Great job mate!!" Michael pats me on the back with a loud slapping noise. "Yeah mate!! I was surprised you did it!!" Calum said with a wide grin and a light tap on my back. "Yeah, I can't stand Fags!!" I muttered to them. They nodded and went on talking some stupid game. How could I do this to such an innocent person... he's so adorable, so... broken. I can help him, I really can. "Hey mate... umm the bell went off minutes ago, come on!!" Michael said while waving his hands in my face. "Alright coming..." I saif with a long sigh. I've really screwed up...

Ashtons POV

I ran down the hall hearing more insults. But one hurt the most... he called me a fag... I thought he was different... I thought that maybe he would be my knight in shinning armour... but no he's the same as those low life mother fuckers that mess with an innocent person... I ran past the office down the a sidewalk to the student parking to my car. Tears were coming down my face like waterfalls... (Authors POV I know, I know that was bad...)

I jumped in my car looking for my keys in my pockets that seemed endless. As soon as I found them I put the in the ignition, turned the keys and drove. I'm sure I wasn't going the correct speed but like I care... I arrived in my house it seemed in seconds. "Hey ho- Ash you alright school hasn't ended yet??" my mum asked. I just ignored her and rushed up the stairs. I locked my door heading to the bathroom. I look under my pills and find what brings the ultimate help... my blades. I remove my shirt and put the blade up to my wrist and with a simple flick of my wrist blood was streaming down my arm... cut after cut I begin to get dizzy. I walk over to the sink and turn on the water. Placing my arm in with a wince and a whimper, I see a red stream of water mixed with blood... I finish up with the sink placing a towel over my still bleeding arm, walking over to my bed with tears of hurt and sorrow dropping off my cheeks and onto the soft plush fur. Next thing I know im on my bed and almost sleeping. 'Please God, kill me now.' Was the last thing I thought before I feel in a dark abyss...

Authors note

sorry its short and probably bad but I havent been doing well... so yeah... please Vote, Follow and that stuff!! Xoxo

~Larry_Lashton_Loves

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