(I tried looking for a sad song. Play whenever)
Zane's p.o.v
I was getting beat up. First day of school and I already want to die. I had my arms crossed over my face. What's the point though. Nobody cares. I feel like nothing. Everything was getting recorded. Nobody helping. Just recording. They walked off. "Freak." I heard them mutter.
That's what got to me. I ran out. I went to the forest. I sat in my favorite birch tree. I pulled out my pocket knife. I slowly slid it across my skin, the knife gleaming from the sun. I felt the stinging but kept cutting. I slowly slid for every cut. After I was done, I had diagnol, horizantal, and crooked cuts. I grabbed bandages from my backpack. I wrapped my arms. I heard a distant school bell. I have detention. I'm not going.
I walked to the daycare. I opened the door. I saw Linnoth drawing happily. I smiled. "Linny." I said. "DADDY!" She yelled sweetly. I picked her up and hugged her.
She's why I'm alive. My sweet, precious daughter.
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Don't Cry~ A Pixane Love Story
FanficI didn't expect to fall in love. Especially with a pastel. ~ Zane is emo. He's bullied, picked on, and abused at school and home. Pixal, a cute, sweet pastel. Everyone loves her. ~ Will these 2 opposites fall in love
