Petals - Joshler

Bathroom Incident

       Tyler opened his sleepless, baggy eyes as he squinted in an effort to block out the faint rays of sunshine peeping through the windows. He was the first up in his room. He grabbed his clothes out of the small bag underneath his bed and went to the bathroom. Tyler shook the door and turned the doorknob, trying to open the door. But it was locked. Tyler snuck out of the room and went to the hallway bathroom. TTyler opened the first empty stall and began changing. He was so groggy and tired he mixed up his clothes and felt dizzy and sick.
     He looked down at all the scars on his body, some which were recently slit open. Fresh cuts were scattered on Tyler's thighs, stomach, and arms. Tyler slung his shirt on to the stall door as he put away his old one which he'd slept in. Tyler heard the door open and a group of rowdy laughing boys walk in. That's when he heard it: "Looks like someone's  in here" one of the boys said. One of the boys kicked the door. "This one is occupied." Tyler said, but the shaking in his voice indicated his fear. "I don't care" the boy replied. Tyler heard the familiar sounds of laughter around him. Not the good kind. The kind he heard at school, the kind directed at Tyler negatively. Tyler attempted to quickly grab his shirt and slip it on before those boys could get in the stall. But as Tyler tried to grab his shirt, the boy snatched it. "Come on out if you want your shirt.", the boys teased. Tyler stayed in place, trying so hard to hide the slits on his figure. "Fine then!", the boy yelled. "We'll come to you." Tyler held the door, tugging it in his direction, but he wasn't strong enough. The boy kicked at the door, Tyler backed up, prepared for the worst.
    The boy kicked open the door and grabbed Tyler, "Got ya." Tyler whimpered at the pressure being put on his fresh slits. "Not only is he skinny and weak." the boy laughed, "He's emo too."  Tyler looked the boy in the face and tried to show him he wasn't scared, "What do you want from me?" The boy looked at Tyler, "See, I have a reputation here. I'm Jared Black. And the three boys behind you, Karl Cooper, Sky Raymond, and Bryan Young. These boys and I, we all plan to get out this place, and if we do so, no-one is allowed in Scorpion Terrotiry." The boy gripped tighter at Tyler's cuts, "NO ONE IS ALLOWED IN HERE!" Tyler looked at the boy in fear. "So, what I'm doing here, is teaching you a lesson.", Jared said. Jared threw Tyler towards Sky and Karl and they gripped Tyler against his will. Tyler struggled and tried to get out of their arms, but gave up. "I see you're some emo who likes cutting... so I bet you like pain.", Jared said. "You're sick." Tyler replied. Jared grabbed a sharp pocket knife out of his back pocket. He teased it against Tyler's skin. Jared looked Tyler straight in the face, "Here's your lesson." Jared sliced deeper into an already fresh, deep cut. Tyler screamed in pain as blood splattered onto the bathroom floor. Tyler grabbed his arm yelling, "WHAT IS YOUR DEAL?!" Jared grabbed Tyler, dragging him to the hallway. "Hope you don't bleed out.", Jared said. He threw Tyler into the Janitorial Closet and laughed. Bryan looked at Tyler with pity. Bryan mouthed, "Sorry" Jared shut the door, leaving Tyler there, shirtless and bloody. Tyler couldn't even cry. In fact, he couldn't even move. He just sat there staring at the closet door. In complete silence and fear. He was reminded of home.