Jacks POV
I got my keys out of my bag. When I opened the door, I heard loud, heavy footsteps coming towards me. I froze.
But I quickly regretted it.
I felt an impact on my chest. It hurt so bad. I looked up, with tears in my eyes, and saw my aunt Adrian.
My vision was blurry. "Why did you say that shit to me you worthless faggot!" She shouted.
I groaned while she punched me in my face. I couldn't scream for anyone. I was worthless, like always.
After about 10 minutes of her cutting, punching, and kicking me, she left with the car keys, just like Steve did.
I laid there, cut, bruised, and I had blood coming out of my nose.
When I finally got up, I went straight to the bathroom. I cried. That was the only thing I could do.
I looked at my phone to see messages from the guys. I really needed them right now.
The last person that texted me was Phil, so I texted him back.
Phil: jack, are you ok?!?
Jack: can you tell Mark to call me, please?
Phil: Of course I will!
Phil's POV
We were all freaking out. Until I got a reply from jack.
"Guys, I got a reply from jack!!" I shouted. "Tell is what he said!" Mark screamed.
"Can you tell Mark to call me?" I read out loud.
Mark ran to his phone.
Jacks POV
I heard my phone ring. My hand was shaking. I picked it up.
"H-hello." I breathed. "Jack are you ok." A teared eyed Mark said. "N-no I'm n-not." I responded. "Jack I'm gunna come to your house and pick you up. Is anyone home baby?" I looked down. "N-no." I sighed. "Ok I'm coming baby, just stay where you are." "O-ok."
Then I hung up. Please hurry Mark. I winced in pain, because I tried to get up. "S-shit!" I cursed to myself.
I had tears run down my face. I looked at my bruises. They were horrible.
'Why do I have to deal with the pain? Why am I so worthless that people feel the need to do that to me? Am I really that stupid? I wish I could hurt her the way she hurt me, but I know if I'd have a chance, I wouldn't.'
My thoughts were cut short when the front door swung open. It scared me because I didn't know who it was.
Then I heard loud footsteps coming towards me. Then they stopped when it reached the bathroom.
I looked and saw Mark. I was so relieved.
He ran to me and hugged me tight. I cried in his shoulder. "Do you want to go back to my house?" Mark asked sweetly. "Y-ya I d-do." I was still studdering.
Mark carried me bridle style, all the way to his house. He was trying to be strong, but I could see all he wanted to do was cry. I felt so bad.
We made it to Marks house. He carried me to the bathroom. "Ok I'm gunna get my mom to help me clean you up ok?" I nodded. "Ok stay right here." Then he walked out.
I looked down and let a tear escape my eye. Everything hurts. I took a deep breath. 'The pain will go away sooner or later.' I thought.
Mark and Jennifer walked in. She gasped. "Jack." She said. I looked down. I'm a disappointment to her too.
"Let's get you fixed up." She said on the verges of tears.
I'm so sorry that I don't update in awhile. I've had so problems. I found out that my ex was just using me. Soo ya. But it's not like anyone cares. I'll try to update more. Buh-bye
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Call Him Ugly// ✔️COMPLETED✔️
FanficJack is always called ugly. But what happens when a football player stands up for him? Disclaimer⚠️ Contains: Self harm Bullying Boy x boy content Depression Trigger warnings Smut You've been warned⚠️