Personal Counseling

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You skipped third and fourth marking period again with Connor so you two could smoke. He was the only person who knew about your cuts because he did it to himself too. He also understood your pain, he had social anxiety and plain anxiety in general. He was also depressed. But what really made Connor upset was when people judged him by his looks. They called him a 'school shooter' because of how he looked and how he didn't really spend time with anyone besides you and Evan recently. 

You started to play with the cuff of the sleeve of your grey sweatshirt. Connor looked at you with a concerned look on his face.

"Again huh?" Connor said watching you play with your sleeve.

"Yep." You sighed, popping the p. You looked up at Connor, tears  brimming your eyes. You hugged Connor tightly and cried into his chest. "Why are people such.......such ASSHOLES!" You sobbed into his chest. You lightly slammed your fist into his chest.

"By people do you mean Jared?" Connor said sympathetically, trying to comfort you. You told him everything, all the time. He was your personal counselor. He helped you through everything.

You shakily nodded. You pulled back and looked up at him with a tear stained face.

"Everything will get better Y/N." Connor said, looking down at you with kind sympathetic eyes. His soft eyes met your red puffy ones. 

"But it's been three years and things have only gotten worse." You sobbed. You also sniffled a bit.

"I know but after this year you two won't ever have to see each other again." He hugged you and you stayed like that until you were done crying. Soon after the fifth period bell rand and you walked inside looking like you always did, like a street rat.

A/N

Ok ok ok so Connor is gay in this, honest to God, this will be a Jared x reader I swear just lets see what happens in the next chapter *Maniacal laughter* 

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