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Jack's POV
I lay on the cold tiles in the bathroom. I had been moved to the master bedroom downstairs so that I didn't keep 'bothering' my parents asking to go toilet. If only they knew what I was really doing.
I could feel my heartbeat in the fresh cuts on my arms. I tried to stop myself but I just couldn't. I couldn't take this any longer. I needed to see people. And not my parent, people I liked. People I loved. I needed to see Mark and Felix again.
I still lay on the tiles as I heard my parents return from a party. They were extremely drunk again and will probably not even notice the blood.
I still lay there motionless as the door to 'my room' was unlocked and someone walked in. I heard my name being called but I didn't respond. There wasn't a point.
The footsteps approached the bathroom I was in and the door slammer open. My mum stood in the doorway with and angry expression on her face. She wasn't drunk though.
"Oh my god, Sean what have you done?" She cried as she tried to stop the rush of blood. I pulled away and backed into a corner.
"Why do you care?! All you've done is cause this," I spat bitterly at her. She flinched at first before realizing what I said was true.
"I know it is," she sighed. I felt my anger boil up inside me.
"if you knew then why did you do this to me!" I screamed. My mum flinched again and glared at me.
"because you needed to be punished for running away to kiss boys and mess around," she said sternly. I got more angry.
"for two fucking years! All because I didn't want to stay here alone where I get bullied and beaten up everyday just for my parents to come home once a month and ignore the fact that I was broken!" I screamed at the top of my lungs. Tears were falling down my face and onto the tiles, mixing with the blood drops.
"I'm sorry. We didn't know tha-," my mum started but I cut her off.
"you didn't know because you didn't care. You never even acknowledged my existence after I turned 13." my tears were endless.
All my emotions mixing together to create a black hole in the pit of my stomach, sucking in all joy I had left. I began to feel light headed standing here. I don't even remember standing up.
I could hear blurred voices all around me but they all merged together and became in audio able. The room began to blurred and spin, colours fading and mixing together to create awful shapes.
I suddenly couldn't breath and my lungs began to burn from the lack of air. My legs felt weak and I fell to the ground. But someone had caught me. Who?
I felt myself being picked up and taken somewhere. Where you might ask? I wouldn't have the slightest clue. I couldn't see a single thing.
I felt extremely weak and vulnerable. What was gonna happen to me while I was like this? Will THIS even stop?
I had no idea but I felt someone forcing something into my mouth and me swallowing it. The same process was repeated except I did it voluntarily.
After a while my vision started return and I could see where I was. The living room(or lounge). My parents sat in front of me. Or leaning over me really, I was lying down.
"Are you alright Sean?" My mother asked. I tensed at the name. I hated it so much.
"Don't call me that," I said sitting up. "I'm not... That. I'm Jack," I said softer as I shook my head.
"Alright, we'll call you Jack if that's what you want. But we are so sorry for causing all this. We were just scared and confused about your true love being another male," my mother said softly, as if speaking any louder would break the world in two.
"You should have just been happy for me., that I was happy again," I said on the verge of tears. I took a shaky breath and forced them away. I had cried way too much.
"We are so sorry Se-Jack," my father said, having to correct himself quickly.
"It's too late for just sorry," I whisper harshly, looking away from their faces as the tears I was so desperately holding back slid down my face.
"What more do you want?" My father said annoyed. I looked up at him sadly, showing him how broken I had become.
"I just want to see my friends again. I want to get away from here. I hate it so much," I said breaking down into sobs and hiccups.
My mother pulled me into a hug, I tensed at first and didn't hug back. I just fell limo in her arms as I cried.
"You can go out and see your friends if you want. We won't stop you," she whispered. I shook my head, pulling away from her.
"I don't h-have any f-friends h-here. F-Felix m-moved to Am-meric-ca and I m-made f-friends there w-with him," I stuttered out through my hiccups and sobs.
There was a silence between the two adults as they silently looked at each other as if talking mentally.
"We can't send you back there. We don't have enough money and we put up restrictions," my father said quietly.
I felt my heart stop. I would never be allowed to see Felix or Mark, or any of they guys I had grown to care about.
I felt dizzy again. This time I pushed it away as I stood IP and ran to MY room. I slammed the door shut as I heard my parents calling for me outside, telling me to unlock it.
It was their fault for leaving the key in here and not having a spare one. I ran to the place I hid the pen and quickly scribbled down a message to Mark as my vision blurred and i was surrounded by darkness... (Idek Shuddup)
Who can guess what the message was? I bet no one can even though its le simple ;)
