Untold Love (Septiplier)

Chapter 1

JACK'S POV
As I look out the window and see buildings pass by I wonder what my new school is going to be like. I know it's going to be terrible considering I am emo and bi so this can't possibly be the greatest thing in the world but I'm used to it my parents are abusive and jerks but I tend to avoid them a lot they don't care I could go missing for days and them not notice. I'm doing a big transition from Ireland all the way to LA. America really is something... I think... anyway we arrive at our house it is pretty big and I would love to live here. Soon my mom yells at me pulling me away from my thoughts.
"Sean! Get down here and unpack and get ready for school tomorrow or else!" I roll my eyes heading downstairs to grab my things. I catch a look at the guys getting the stuff out of the moving truck they seem angry. I shrug it off and go upstairs with my stuff and unpack putting it in my dresser that I dragged upstairs. I decide I'm going to take a shower and I do so I look at my brown hair in the mirror after getting out. I look at my blue eyes and see that they seem like they are ice. Hmm. I walked to my dresser to get clothes I find a pair of blue sweat pants and a white shirt and throw it on. I hop on my bed that the moving people brought upstairs and sigh as I remember my friends in Ireland. Then I hear someone yelling from downstairs it's my father. I walk downstairs casually and ask what's going on. I get pushed to the ground in return I notice what's happening and tense up.
"Pretty boy bitch a white shirt? Are you stupid?!" He spat at me.
"Why so tense Pretty boy?" He said before slapping me hard across the face then punching me square in the nose. I whimper as he kicks me in the gut repeatedly until I cough up blood then he grabs my mom's arm who is laughing her ass off and drags her outside the laughter getting more faint as they go farther away I hear the car start and drive away. I get up clean up my own blood and go to shower again this time a really long hot shower and throw away my white now red shirt and change into shorts and a black shirt I throw on a grey Hoodie and walk outside and put my head phones in and start running it helps me calm down. I stop running after about 45 minuets at a coffee shop it was small but cute. I walked inside to get some coffee as soon as I walked in I saw a raven haired boy standing behind the counter he looked about the same age as I was he looked... hot. I looked at his name tag it said 'hello my name is Mark'. He smiled at me and said,
"What can I get for ya?"
"Well, Mark first of all how old are you and I will take a plain black coffee please." I said chuckling.
He chuckled and replied,
"I'm 18 and I will have that right up for ya. How old are you and what's your name?" He said while making my coffee.
"Well Mark I'm 17 my name is Sean but I like to be called Jack." I said proudly
"Okay Jack here is your coffee I hope to see you again." He said setting it on the counter. I grabbed it nodded and left I started walking the same way I was running. I took a sip of my coffee and looked at the buildings of LA. In amazement I looked around at all the buildings and lights. Maybe I shouldn't judge it so harshly maybe I will have friends this year.

●~●~NEXT DAY●~●~

I woke up to my alarm clock and threw it on the ground breaking it I don't want to deal with you today clock. I slowly got out of bed and threw on a pair of ripped black skinny jeans and a black shirt throwing on a black beanie along with my black shoes. I ran down stairs and grabbed an apple. I always wake up before my parents I don't need a beating before school. I started walking to school eating the apple while I was at it I heard laughter I look over to the other side of the road to see a bunch of Jocks looking and pointing at me. I look at my wrist knowing that's what they are laughing at I suddenly wanted to cry my eyes out a curl up in a ball. But one jock caught my eye... Mark? He wasn't laughing tho he was starring at me but not laughing he was a jock? I heard a boy say,
"What a worthless piece of shit!" Then laugh at his own doing along with everyone else. Except for one who looked like he felt bad just laugh with your friends Mark I thought to myself his friends were all asking what was wrong with him. He said,
"Nothing just don't feel good." One boy came up to me and tripped me making me drop my apple witch pissed me way off. I just got up and continued walking to school maybe I was wrong maybe LA is just as bad as Ireland. I finally got to school and walked into the bathroom grabbing the razor out of my pocket repeating the words in my head

"What."

Cut

"A."

Cut

"Worthless."

Cut

"Piece."

Cut

"Of."

Cut

"Shit."

Cut

After that I washed the blood off my arm and put the razor back in my pocket. I walked out of it and found my way to the office.

"Okay Sean your locker is 218." The receptionist said while smiling at me I nodded and said thank you to her.  215... 216..... 217.... 218 okay then I looked at my schedule and saw my first class was history. Once I found the class I saw Mark and some of his buddies in the back.
"Okay class!" The teacher said as I walked in.
"We have a new student! His name is Sean." Everyone looked at me I was so uncomfortable.
"So Sean tell us about your self." I nodded.
"H-hi I'm S-sean but I like to be called Jack I just moved here from Ireland and this happens to be my favorite class I-i a-am 17 years old a-and yeah."
"Well Sean we hope you enjoy our school."
Mrs. Harley said while smiling at me. I had a sweat shirt in my back pack that I put on to avoid people seeing my arms while I'm doing my work I feel like someone is burning holes in my head with their eyes I look around to see mark looking at me I look back at my work and Finnish before everybody else. As soon as class ends Mark left before everyone else soon I go to my locker and receive a note....

A/N chapters aren't going to be long but they are time fillers. The cover is mine by the way.