Andley Oneshots

Long Distance

Jinxx' pov;

I took a deep breath before entering the school. Clamping onto my messenger bag, I made my way through the halls. I contemplated to stop by my locker but decided not to when I saw Roy and his gang standing there. I hurriedly walked by, hoping he didn't notice me. When I walked past him I smiled to myself. He didn't notice me, I thought. Suddenly a hand gripped on the back of my shirt and yanked me back. By seconds I was pressed up against the lockers, surrounded by the schools best jocks. Roy, Matt, Ben and Kevin all laughed at me. "Where do you think you're going, little faggot?" Matt asked me. I flinched when he got closer to me. The others laughed. "I thought you liked men to get close to you, dirty boy" Kevin responded to that.  I squeezed my eyes shut. "P-Please don't hurt me" I whimpered to wich they all laughed again. "C'mon, faggot. Let's go have some fun" Roy smirked. Ben swinged his ams around me so he could easily guide me towards wherever. They eventually leaded me to the bathrooms and locked the door so no one could enter. Roy pushed me forward, stepping along with me. He pushed me against the wall and as on cue, Matt and Kevin also stepped forward to hold me against the wall. Ben came to stand next to Roy. "Now what shall we do to our little Jeremy here?" Roy asked. "I think you already know what to do" Ben answered. The four of them laughed again before Roy's fist collided with my eye. That would sure as hell leave its mark. "Please stop" I whimpered once again. He smirked. "Shut up or I'll fucking make you, faggot!" he yelled. Matt and Kevin's hands were replaced by Roy's. He placed his one hand on my chest and the other around my neck, holding me up. My breath hitched in my throat and he smiled. Ben and Kevin teamed up to throw punches at me. My chest and face were most attacked.  Roy came closer to me and said something. I couldn't hear him as my focus was 100% set on the burning feeling on my throat due to the lack of oxygen. The fact that I didn't respond to him didn't seem to make this stitiation any better. He growled something to me right before he came forward in one fast move. His mouth attacked my neck, forming a hickey as I wiggled to make him stop but before I knew, his lips pressed against mine and I didn't respond once again. I clamped my hands over his, desperate to get it off my throat. My ears started to peep and right when I was about to pass out, he let go. I fell and the ground and started breathing massively. "What the fuck was that dude?!" Ben yelled at him. He chuckled. "Shut up, Ben" He simply said. I laid there coughing on the floor as they all left. I sat up against the wall and a few guys walked in. They didn't even pay attention to me. After a few minutes I stood up and made my way to te mirror. I touched to skin on my neck that he had touched. There was a red handprint and even worse I could see that he had formed a hickey on my neck. I bit my lip, tracing it by my fingers. I was supposed to skype with my  boyfriend of 2 years tonight, Jake. But I guess I was going to have to cancel on him. Right at that point, I got a message from him.

Jake❤;
Hey babe. I just wanted to wish you luck at school today. I know it isn't going to be easy with all the crappy teachers and tests and stuff but I hope you do still have a great time with your friends. I love you and I can't wait to see you tonight, I really need you at moments like these.. ❤

I sighed. Of course I hadn't told him about my bullies, of course I hadn't told him that I didn't have friends and of course I didn't tell him about my parents. He knew nothing. Not about the bullying, not about my depression and not about my abusive home situation. I wanted to tell him, I really did. But I couldn't. I was very lucky, you see. My boyfriend, Jake, was in a band. My favourite band, to say. He was also 4 years older than me. I didn't want to seem like a big cry baby to him.

Jinxxy❤;
It's okay baby. School's starting off just fine. The teachers aren't being so shitty to me as last year :). Thanks for worrying about me. I'll see you tonight, okay? And don't worry, everything will be fine XX

I pressed the 'send' button and my phone peeped as Jake received my message full of lies and fake happiness. To be truly honest, he was the only thing keeping me alive. I put my phone away in my pocket once again.

~skipping the lessons~

When I came back home I was glad to find the house empty as my parents would only make this situation worse. I texted Jake to tell him I was home and made my way to the bathroom.

I was honestly shocked by what I saw. My lip still had a bit of blood on it and the hickey was clearly visible on my neck. I also had formed a black eye. I quickly brushed through my hair and put some concealer around my eye and on the hickey. I went to take care of my busted lip. I'd make up an excuse for that. When I walked into my room I decided to quickly put on a baggy sweater  so the hickey would be even less visible. I got a message back from Jake and took my laptop, sitting down on my bed. He called me and I answered him immediately. I quickly turned the lights off.

"Hey babe!" Jake said. I smiled and waved. "Hi" He smiled back at me. "How was your day, cutie?" I blushed at the nickname. "It was fine, how was yours? When are you playing the show tonight?" I asked since he was on tour with his band. He shrugged, looking down at his watch. "We have about an hour before I need to start getting ready. Why is your lightning so bad though, c'mon I wanna see that pretty face of yours!" I smiled. "Sorry babe" I said before  turning the light on. We talked for a while before he started being weird. "What's wrong, Jake?" I asked him. He shrugged. "Just wondering when the last time was when we met up" He said. "Why?" I asked him. "Because of that fucking hickey on your neck!" He yelled out. I bit my lip, looking down at my hands. "Really, Jinxx? Not even a fucking response to that?!" He was pretty pissed. "I can't believe you fucking cheated on me!" He yelled. "No! No! I didn't cheat on you, Jake. I would never do that!" He rolled his eyes. "I'm not blind, Jeremy!" He narrowed his eyes at me. "No! It's not what you think it is! Please" I whimpered, starting to sob now. "Then tell me what the fuck it is" He spat. "I-I can't tell you" I whispered, tears falling from my eyes. "You know what? We're fucking done" He growled at me. "No! Please Jake! L-Let me explain!" I sobbed at him. "He rolled his eyes. "What?" He asked. "P-Promise me you won't be mad for not telling you" He nodded. "Or c-call me names" I said. By now my tears were probably making my concealers run down. "Jinxx do you have a black eye?" He asked. "Promise me" I sobbed, looking at him. He sighed. "I promise Jinxx" He said, sounding annoyed. I took a makeup wipe and wiped off the concealer on my eye and neck and after that I took my shirt off. Everything was visible: my black eye, the handprint on my neck from this morning, the hickey clearly visible now and a few bruises over my chest caused by my parents and Roy.

He gasped when he saw me. "Jinxx.. What happened to you" He whispered. I shrugged. "My parents, bullies.." I whispered. "Why didn't you tell me?" He asked. "I-I don't know. I didn't want to seem like a big crybaby to you.." I answered him. "That's it! I'm coming for you right now" "No, Jake. You can't do that! You're on tour with the band, please, don't ruin this because of me" I said. He sighed. "I'm playing the show tonight and after that I'm coming to get you, understood? I don't care what your parents say, I don't care what the band says. You're my boyfriend. Not theirs. I love you Jinxx and I care about you. I'm coming to get you, no matter what you say" I smiled, through the tears. "I love you too, Jake.. Thank you" I whispered.