Am I Going Crazy

(10) Eyeliner & Kisses

❧Jonathan

I fell into my room quickly, tears and wet eyeliner running down my cheeks as I made my way to my bed.

I shouldn't have worn that stupid eyeliner. I thought, wiping some of the already smeared makeup out of my eyes, and accidentally hit my bruise.

"Fuck!" I hissed, cupping the socket in response, a few tears falling onto the bed.

Stupid, stupid, stupid! I thought as I recalled what had went down moments ago.

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I made my way down to group therapy, as always. Keeping my eyes on the floor below me. I regretted wearing that stupid eyeliner. I knew I was going to be bullied for it.

But maybe today was going to be different. Maybe they won't see a need to mess with me today...

"Hey fag." Someone called from behind me, and I grimaced. Looks like luck wasn't on my side today.

I didn't turn to face whoever addressed me though, and I regretted that too.

"Hey, I'm fucking talking to you." The voice came again, and this time, I walked faster.

Fuck, I thought to myself, out of all the people in the world, Sid was the one to take the place as the bully today?

"Just leave me alone..." I mumbled quietly, but not timidly.

"What was that queer?" Sid taunted, catching up to me easily.

"I said leave me the fuck alone Sid!" I growled, glaring his way as I took a sharp left. This asshole was gonna make me late.

Just then, my back was slammed against the wall, and I grunted at the sudden impact.

"You wanna say that to my face Davis?" Sid said lowly, and I flinched away. My confidence from before fading.

"Oh, what's that around your eyes? Is that eyeliner, or bruises from your new boy toy you're always with?" He sneered.

My heart jolted at the mention of Corey. I couldn't even hold back my surprise, and Sid noticed.

"Hah, you do have the hots for him. That's really pathetic Davis. How old is he, hm? How many times has he shamed you in the last week?"