Scars (A Jaegan Fan Fic)

All my fault

*warning. Self harm, Rape, and other triggering subjects are talked about in this chapter*

*Bryce's POV*

Justin started to pass out and act really weird and I didn't understand why. I looked at the drink in his hand and saw a pill still dissolving into it. I started yelling at Dylan, why would he do this? I don't understand!

Most people were passed out except for Dylan and me. I picked Justin up and took Justin upstairs. I laid him down on my bed "are you okay Justin?" I asked in a concerned voice as I heard a slight grown come out of his mouth. I could tell he was still awake, he just was very out of it. "I'm so sorry this happened Justin!" I said as I heard someone open the door behind me and shut it. I swung my body around. "Dylan, what are you doing?" I asked as he got closer to me and Justin.

I got really worried. "I will call the police! You already did enough illegal crap tonight and this will just make it all worse! Stay away!" I yelled as Dylan only slightly growled in a response. I watched as he took the drink Justin was drinking and grabbed me. He forced the drink and the still dissolving pill down my throats and punched me.

I felt myself slowly start to slip away as I tried to make myself vomit the disgusting substance but it was too late, Dylan kicked me in the stomach as I fell to the floor and held onto it. "Please?" I whispered trying to stay awake.

Dylan kneeled down to me and let out an almost evil sounding chuckle. Everything started to go blurry as I heard him say "you shouldn't have gone against me Bryce."

Suddenly, everything went black.

*Third person*

Jackson was downstairs passed out so Dylan had no one to do stuff with, meaning that Justin was the next best thing.

Bryce was knocked out but the only difference between Justin and Bryce, is that Justin was still partially awake. Justin couldn't move or do much though, he could only faintly hear everything going on but it was all muffled.

Raegan tried to contact anyone he could but no one responded. He didn't know what to do cause he couldn't get to Bryce's house cause he didn't know where exactly it was. Raegan sat there in his room sobbing, he was terrified.

*sexual assault/rape is about to be discussed but not in detail*

Dylan unbuttoned Justin's shirt and smirked as justin let out a low and quiet groan, trying to tell him to stop. Dylan slowly pulled down Justin's pants and pushed himself into him. Justin let out a small sob but Dylan just shushed him and continued.

A few hours later, Dylan was passed out on the bed and Bryce was passed out on the floor. Justin was regaining consciousness and sitting there sobbing his eyes out. He took his phone and keys and walked out of the house.

Justin felt broken inside. He felt used and disgusted with himself. Justin couldn't drive home cause he knew that it wouldn't be a good idea. He walked down the street with his hair all messed up and his eyes puffy and red from crying. He had a tear stained face and was slightly shaking. It was very late out so no one was out to help him, he was all alone.

Justin walked into his house, took his shoes off and went into the bathroom, locking the door and sitting there on the tub floor. Justin turned on the shower and just sat there under it with some articles of clothing still on. He held his knees to his chest and held onto them.

Justin rocked back and forth under the water as he let out several broken sounding sobs, he was crying so hard that he had almost lost his voice. Justin felt all alone.

Raegan continuously called Justin's phone but Justin didn't here his phone, he didn't hear anything actually. He only heard the sound of his sobs. The rest of the world just faded away as he cried and blamed himself.

"Th-th-th-this is all m-my fault!" He yelled at himself as his voice cracked and he cried even harder. Justin looked over to a pack of blades and he knew what he had to do.

Justin reached for the pack and took one out. He held it in between his thumb and pointer finger and stared at it. He watched as the light reflected off of it.

Justin took a feel deep breaths and rolled up his sleeve as he looked at his faded scars from his past and he sobbed knowing more were about to appear.

*trigger warning*

Justin took the blade and pressed it against his skin as he pressed down and glided it across his wrist and winced at the pain he felt go up his now bleeding and wounded arm.

One. Two. Three. Four. Five.

Five deep cuts were made as he finally heard his phone start to ring. Justin looked down at his wrist and realized what he had done.

Justin put away the blades and turned off the shower. He let out another sob as he looked down at his arm to see the faded scars as well as freshly made scars. Justin wrapped bandages around his wrists and then went to his bed and cried himself to sleep.

He hated himself.

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