I'm (Not) Fine

His Eyes Tell A Story

Jack's POV

I sat there, crying. They were taking pictures of me. They stole my clothes. All I could do was cry.

I was in the corner, my back against the cold lockers in the gym. We all had to take showers.

All I had to cover myself was a towel. My hair dripped wet.

The bell rang and everyone left. I couldn't see my clothes. I just sat there feeling numb. I've become so numb. I can't feel anymore.

I've gotten used to the pain. I'm tired of being what they want me to be. I want to not be okay.

I want to give up. I reached for my gym bag. When I finally got it, I put on my gym clothes.

I was shaking. I could barely walk. I was destroyed. My entire body felt weak.

All of a sudden the lights went off. That meant all the gym classes were over. I still had last hour to go to but I'm not.

I wouldn't be able to process anything anyway. I felt my eyes tear up again. I sat in the corner again and cried into my knees. Let me just stop fighting.

Mark's POV

My phone went off in class. It was a video. It was jack being made fun of. I heard multiple people's phones go off. Then the laughter came.

"Can u go to the bathroom?" She nodded and I ran to the gym.

I walked into the locker room and it was dark. I used my phones flashlight and walked in.

I made it halfway in when I heard quiet sobs. I ran to the source. I saw jack, curled up in a ball, crying.

I dropped my phone and wrapped my arms around him. He hesitated at first but the cried into my chest.

"Shhh it's okay I'm here now."

Jack's POV

He's here now....