Chapter 4: Crawling in my Skin

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4 Years ago...

Tyson approached the brick barrier. He planned to throw himself over and end it all. He threw a leg over. "What the fuck are you doing?" Came a voice from behind him. Tyson flopped against the brick wall. He did this for 5 minutes before Jacob and Ryan interjected, pulling him off the wall, collapsing to the ground.

"You fucking cunts!"

He screamed, throwing insults at the pair for 56 seconds before the strain got to him and he shat himself. Ryan looked at him, one eyebrow raised.

"Did you just-"

Tyson screamed at him again. Jacob began to laugh. Ryan turned to him,

"Wake the fuck up you stupid ginger shit."

"What?"

Ryan slapped Tyson again. The ginger got up and slobbered. Ryan slapped him again.

"I'm awake you fucking Holocaust survivor!" He screamed.

"Have you got a concussion?" Hodge asked, concerned. He shook his head in reply.

"Then get up you piece of shit, we've got shit to do." Lucas snapped. Tyson blinked, confused.

"Getting rid of Asspol you fucking imbecile." Tyson smiled in realisation, stood up and promptly vomited.

Ryan sighed.

"Alright you dickhead, it's 5pm, we're leaving. You can find your own way home."

The school now abandoned, Tyson alone, he screamed;

"FUCK YEAH CUNTS!"

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