You're Already The Voice Inside My Head (Jalex)

You Make Me Stronger.

The next morning it's not Green Day I wake up to, but a humming in my head.

I'm trying to sleep.

"You'll be late" says the sing-song voice in my head.

Do I sound like I care?

"Alex get up!"

You're worse than my mum I think as I pull myself out of bed. I shower, dress in a Blink shirt and head to school with a mug of coffee in hand.

You're lucky you are where ever you are because it' bloody freezing out here. I wrap my fingers around my mug to try and keep some warmth in them.

"At lest you know where you are"

Yeah, on my way to hell.

"I don't remember school, is it really that bad?"

It is when you get bullied.

"You get bullied 'Lex?"

'Lex? I get a nickname now?

"Haha if I have one then I thought you needed one too"

I like it, Blink boy.

For once I'm not late so as I walk through the walls it's crowded with other students. I keep my head down as I walk, I don't want to draw attention to myself. I get to my locker without anyone giving me a second glance, I let a breath I didn't realise I was holding.

"Are you alright Alex? You seem really tense" The boy inside my head asks softly.

Yeah, yeah I'm alright. I carry on taking deep breaths, but I still feel like Graeme is going to come up behind me.

I do actually make it to class without having a panic attack; I go straight to my seat at the back of the room without looking up. I didn't want to even look at Graeme; I didn't want any reason for him to attack me again.

I've always sucked at maths, today was no exception. All the numbers are just going around in my head.

"The answer is 172" My voice says

How do you know that?

"No idea, I just know its 172"

Thanks, can you help me with the rest of them? I think, staring down at the sheet of math problems in front of me.

"Alex that's so cheating!"

Yes the voice inside my head is helping me cheat at maths; so many people are going to believe that.

"Alright, alright, hmm I think the next one is 248"

Thanks.

"Aw is the little Fag talking to his little made up friends again?" I look up to see Graeme staring at me from the row in front.

"Fuck off" I mutter.

"Back in reality now are we?"

"Leave me alone" I hiss.

"358" Says the voice inside my head, I don't replay but write down the number anyway. My Blink boy continued to list off numbers in my head but I still didn't answer.

As the bell sings I grab me bag and pretty much run out of the class, trying to get out before Graeme could get hold of me. I get half way down the corridor when I feel someone grab me by the back of my hoodie.

"Ahh" I cry out as I slam backwards into some lockers. He lets me go and I slid to the floor.

"Watch where you're going Faggot" he hisses, kicking me in the gut.