He looked in the mirror at himself.
He didn't see anything he liked.
His ear length dirty blonde hair.
Chipped fingernails.
and of course, the broken heart that no one could see.
He's okay. He forced himself to believe that.
Another day at school. The dreaded excuse to just stay as far away from home as possible.
He quickly got ready in an oversized ragged sweater and jeans. It was cold out, but this is all he had and he didn't want to get more clothes dirty.
Climbing down the stairs, he strode to the door trying to avoid minimal contact with his family.
"Where do you think you're going?"
No. Not again. He stood petrified, slowly turning around only to come face to face with the man he has to call his dad. Ricky
"Are you going to answer or do we need to starve your ass again huh?" He shouted and roughly grabbed my hair. It wasn't the first time but that didn't mean that it didn't hurt. It's okay he loves you he just doesn't know how to show it I guess. But deep down he knew that was a lie.
He screamed for mom, regretting it the moment the voice left his mouth. She came out. She told him that if Ricky had done this earlier, he would have been more obedient. He kicked him out the door. And the poor boy was left on the sidewalk looking like a homeless.
School was a 15-20 minutes walk depending on if he sees Evis.
Ah Evis. Oh how much he hated her. She was a bully. It was worse that his bully was a girl, adding to the teasing
No one knew his family problems. He didn't want their sympathy, nor did he want to die. When your father is the sheriff and the whole town adores him, you can't really do much. He still had belt marks on his back from the last time he tried.
But that doesn't mean that you can bully someone. But he believes he deserve it, because he is a nobody.
And to be honest Louis's grown numb to it. But it makes the boy feel so bad. It makes him want to die. Because they wants him to die.
He didn't realize that he'd reached school.
He was way too early. But that's okay. He hardly ever came late. The urges inside the house were too strong.
Just one more year. And then it'd be all over
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Hiyoooooo new author wassup. I'm just editing these old chapters so they are better. Please DM me because I really need a book cover. This one is just a random one I found online and doesn't match the storyline.
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Fanfiction"Blades cut just as deep as words. So what's the harm?" Maybe if they cared, it would harm. Maybe if every word thrown at him wouldn't drive him closer to his easy way out of the labyrinth of suffering and maybe the new sunshine tomorrow would bring...
