Chapter 4

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Shane's P.O.V.

School is almost over. It's the last class of the day and everyone has their eyes on the clock, waiting for that bell to dismiss the class. Well all except for me. I don't see the point as seen as I get beaten up at school and at home. So wherever I go I'm going to be abused and hurt.

The bell eventually rang and everyone leapt out of their seats and charged out of the classroom despite the teacher telling them to remain seated. I slowly got up out of my seat and gathered my stuff and head to my lockers. "Shane, is something bothering you?" asked the teacher. "No, miss. Just a bad day. That's all." I replied pulling yet another fake smile. "Alright. Have fun. See you tomorrow" She said. "Right" I replied.

Go figure. Johnny was waiting at my locker. "Fuck off Johnny!" I said. "Make me, faggot!" He replied as he grabbed the front of my hoodie and pushed me up against the locker. "You may of have gotten Adam out of your sight for a while but remember, he has friends." he threatened. "Friends? What kind if friends does he have? Ye are all just big assholes who have no better things to be doing than picking on people!" I argued. He just gave me a dirty look and punched me in the face and kneed me in the stomach. We then heard footsteps and he bolted away leaving me curled up against the lockers.

What we thought was a teacher walking through the corridors was actually another student. He was emo too. He had black hair and was pale and skinny also. I had heard about him but I never knew he was so darn good-looking. I think I heard that his name was Andy. Without thinking I called out,"Hey! Wait!" He turned around, puzzled. I ran up to him."Hi! My name is Shane!" I introduce myself. "Andy" he replied. "Nice hoodie.""Thanks. I like your shoes." He was wearing black PTV converse. There's such thing? "So Shane, would you like to hang out during lunch tomorrow?" he asked. Wait, so I just met this really hot guy and now he's asking me to hang out with him?! "Yeah sure." I replied. "Cool. See you then!" and then he just left.

I arrived home to find my parents waiting impatiently beside the stairs. "Where were you? Why were you late?" asked my father. "Oh... The teachers were doing a survey so we had to be held back for a while longer." Shit! That was a terrible excuse. "Hmm... Look me in the eyes." my father demanded. I did as told. He was staring right into my eyes and then slapped me right across my face. "You lying little asshole!" He roared at me as he slapped me again. "Go to your room and go fucking kill yourself for all I care!" I didn't hesitate and I walked up the stairs. If I ran in the house he'd beat me. My father is ridiculously strict just in case you hadn't figured. When I got to my room I locked my door. "Unlock your door, you little emo faggot! Or I'll come up there and unlock it for you" my father screamed up the stairs. I instantly got up and unlocked my door then flopped onto my bed and started crying. I reached my arm over to my beside locker and opened the drawer. I sat up and rooted in the drawer until I found my blade. I held my breath as I took it to my skin. I was about to bring it up to my throat when I thought, Wait! What about Andy? I'll never get to see or talk to him. And Rebecca. Well she wouldn't really care because she wouldn't have to get into anymore fights or lunchtime detention. But Andy... I'll wait a little longer! and so I put down the blade, put on music and attempted to do my homework.

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