Hey ya guys!
Second story and this one is going to be a two part cause my friend wanted it to be (aka PotatoehPanda).
The ending in this part is so cute I love it and I hope you guys do too.
Also just wanna clear up when u see writing in bold and in italics ( this part doesn't count) it means that thats a reason why he thought he should die. You'll understand once u start reading soooo start reading!
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Jamie P.O.VReasons to die:
I'm a disappointment to everyone.The little piece of paper in my pocket slightly scraps against the fabric of my jeans as I walk to my next class. On it are reasons why i should die and live but the reasons to die side always seems to be winning.
I can see pairs of eyes staring at me but I try not to care too much. I fail.
They're staring me not because of my short, dark brown hair, my hazel eyes hidden behind my reading glasses or my medium high, slim figure but because I'm a freak to them. Ever since the biggest jerk in the school saw my scars he told the whole school I'm suicidal faggot. Life since then has been horrible.
Walking into the classroom which is maths, I go to the back of the room and take my usual seat. Everyone starts filling in the seats around me and the teacher enters.
" Alright everyone settle down!" He screams above the racket of students voices. " Turn to page 164!" Everyone settles down and the class begins.
During the whole lesson I stare at the clock above the whiteboard wishing and wanting it to go faster so I can go home but its actually not like thats any better.
My father bashes me and thinks I'm useless.
The bell finally signals for everyone to go home. My feet silently tapping on the ground as I walk to my house which isn't far from the school. Making my way up the hill I feel like somethings wrong. I can't figure out what, Until I reach for my pocket. Nothing. I feel nothing.
I race back to school almost tripping over my own feet as I do. Anxiety fills my body, what if someone's seen it! My life will be worse than living in hell.
No one cares about me anyways.
I push the double doors to the main building open and hearing a loud BANG as they slam against the walls but I'm to worried to care.
I climb up the stairs trying to retrace my steps. My eyes furiously darting left and right looking for any little piece paper that might be mine.
The floor is bare besides some chip packets. I start heading towards the last class I had. Praying it will be there and untouched.
I slowly open the for to see if the teacher is still inside. Thankfully he isn't but someone else is.
My best friend, my only friend, my secret crush standing at the table I was sitting at with a piece of paper in his hand and holding it up to his face reading.
I'm a suicidal freak to everyone around me.
I open the door fully with it creaking as I do. Nathan looks up towards where the sound came from and his eyes drop on me.
He looks gutted and sad. Slowly Nathan walks up to me, step after step until he's in arms reach.
He lifts his arm and cups my face with his hand. His hands are so warm and soft but and the same time strong and powerful.
He looks me straight in the eye and whispers to me something which made tears fall from my eyes.
"You're to beautiful to die, Jamie."
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Thanks for reading I know it was short but don't forget to look out for part 2.
Anyways see ya next time! Stay perfect!
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