((Mitch's POV))
That question hit me, it hit me hard. This 'Jerome' guy that I barely even knew was already passing judgements of me; wow. "I din't hate you!" I protested. "You have no room to make that accusation!" I turned on my heel and continued down the corridor, ignoring his calls and apologies.
I made a swift detour, heading into one of the rooms that I had learnt was empty over the past few years. Locking the door behind me with a key I had found previously, I allowed my backpack to slide from my shoulders and onto the ground. Then, with a sigh, I slumped down next to it, my wrists still burning furiously from where he had grabbed them before.
I winced as I rolled up my sleeve, the burn marks present there causing abhaunting flashback to occur in my mind.
*Flashback*
"So, are you ever going to go near her again, faggot?" Pete growled lowly, his nicotine-laced breath making me wrinkle my nostrils in disgust.
"N-no, I swear!" I assured, whimpering as he grasped my arm.
"What? Am I going to find anything beneath here?" He grinned menacingly. "Did you finally pussy out and use that razor mommy bought you?" He taunted.
"No!" I croaked, desperately trying to yank my arm out of his grasp.
"Hey, don't fight me!" He barked, taking the filthy concoction from his mouth a tapping some ash onto the ground. I looked at the cigarette through wide eyes, my arm trembling as he brought the bud closer to my skin...
*End of Flashback*
I yelped as if I could almost feel the pain once more, the small marks on my wrist burning. Ointment, yes, ointment was what I needed. I pulled my rucksack onto my lap, opening the zip and rummaging through its contents until I retrieved the tube I required.
Hurriedly, I unscrewed the cap, squeezing out some of the ointment and applying it to the burns. I let out a sigh, my head tilting backwards as the pain gradually died down. This serene moment, however, was quickly interrupted by a knocking on the door.
"Mitch? Mitch, I know you're in there." Jerome called. Good god, was this kid ever going to leave me alone?
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Nobody Gives a Damn - Merome
FanfictionI was always that kid you'd see at the back of the classroom, hidden away from all of the threats that lurked behind their desks. Nobody gave a damn about me; they didn't bother questioning the bruises that painted my body, the occassional busted li...
