Tender hearted

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Okay warning; may add some things. I don't know if it be triggers or bad things or what, but yeah. Also another warning if you hate bxb please step away from the story cause I don't want hate.
Kevin.
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I woke up early, showered and put on black skinny jeans, black tank and a zip up jacket, my converse, and my bracelets. My hair was straightened. I went down seeing mom and Ricky. "Morning." I said yawning "Ricky will take you today and tomorrow, then Kevin will have to take you the rest of the week." Mom explained "okay." I said Kevin grabbed an apple and left. "Until we can get you a car." I nodded. I ate a quick meal, and Ricky took me to school.

•1st hour•

I introduced myself, feeling self conscious. I sat down in the back. I heard whispers, also I'm in all Kevin's class. The whispers are all pointed at me. Rich people are so fucking snobby. I wrote down the notes off the board, trying my best to ignore them. "Look at his hair, sooo emo." One cheerleader said, pulling at my hair. Here goes the bullying. It always happens. "I bet he is gay too." I flinched "he is!" They whisper yelled. Kevin sat beside me, he didn't react. I was reacting heavily to this. "Look at his clothes," one said "so ugly." I was shaking. I have this thing when I get bullied to much of anything really that makes me feel hurt. I shake and other things.

"Look at that." One girl poke my cheek roughly "he is shaking, like a scaredy cat." I grip my jacket, roughly. I wanna isolate myself, but I know I can't. I wanna hide, again I can't. "What's wrong? Too scared?" They laughed "bet he likes it rough." I flinched. Once again Kevin not reacting to anything. Not even gonna help me. I guess he the bad boy of the school. The bell rang for second hour and I rushed out the class. I sat in the back of the next class.

Only my luck, wasn't so lucky. They were in this class too. "Oh goodie, more time." The cackled, I gulped. I freaking hating my first day here. Every school I've been too, bullying has occurred.

Me: Kaylie Ame I'm getting bullied. I wanna isolate myself, hide. I wanna leave.

Kaylie: no don't, Alex. Please, it will get better. Please don't do like last time.

Ame: it took us days, weeks to get you talk. Your mom legit called us, saying you haven't been eating, sleeping, and stuff. Please for the love of god don't.

Me: I can't help it, these asshole cheerleaders. Are making me wanna hide.

I put my phone back in my pocket. I bit my nails, bad habit I always do. Kevin looked over at me, as the girls kept tormenting me. I didn't have the heart to look at him, as I tried to ignore the girls behind me. One guy with blue hair was looking at me with sad eyes. "Bitch, bitch. Hey gay boy." They taunted and poked and pushed me. I whimpered, biting my lip hard. Blood dropped a little on to my finger. I wiped my lip on my black jacket.

•lunch•

I was tormented, hours upon hours. Lunch is finally here and I barely ate anything. Maybe two bites of the sandwich. I threw the rest of it away, walking out of the building. I have two more classes. Ten minutes of break, and I'm already ready to cry and hide. The girls shoved me hard, causing me to trip and fall. I got up, dusting myself off. I walked to the office. "May I call home?" I asked the lady she nodded and my mom answered. "What's wrong sweetie?" She asked "code pink." That's our code for bullying.

Kevin's pov

I didn't see Alex after lunch. I slightly panicked but had to hide it. It's bad I don't want him near me or anything but these people can be bitches. "Yo Kevin what's up?" My buddy Sam asked "nothing." I said eyeing the ground.

Alex pov

My mom finally got me home, I ran to my room. I heard Ricky go what's wrong with him? My mom had to explain. I laid on my bed curled up. "Hey, son?" I looked at the door and Ricky was there. "Yes?" I asked softly, my whole body not wanting to talk. "I know being trans and stuff is hard specially at a rich school. Believe me, I've been to a rich school and been bullied cause I wasn't the typical rich kid. I didn't wanna spend it on wild parties, drinks, houses, the works. I wanted to save it, keep it. They saw it as a bad thing." He explained.

"Did you ever feel like you wasn't worth it? Have you ever felt the need to leave? To leave everything and sit in your room and never come out?" I asked over and over. "In fact, yes I did. Every single damn day when I was in high school. But what got me through it, was my parents. And you have me and your mom." He said pulling me into a hug. "No matter what it is, big or small. Come to one of us." He said I nodded.

He let me lay down, he went back down stairs. I laid down staring at the wall, as I slowly dozed off.