MARKS POV-TIME SKIP TO THE DAY BEFORE EXCURSION (SUNDAY)I roll over and look at my alarm clock. 9:15 am. I decide to get out of bed and go make breakfast. I walk down the hallway to the kitchen and upon arrival, I see Dad sitting there with a piece of toast covered in cottage cheese, reading the newspaper.
"Morning, Dad," I say.
"Morning, Mark," he says with a mouth full of toast, "What are you planning to do today? And don't be like your brother and say nothing."
"Well, actually, I have to go down the street and buy a second hard drive for my computer an-"
"Why do you need a second hard drive may I ask?" he says cutting me off.
"We need it because of a virtual reality project in I.T." I say.
"I see, and who is this 'we'?"
"It's Jack. The new kid across the street. He's going to come over once I set the hard drive up so we can finish the project."
"You've been spending an awful lot of time with that boy. I hope you aren't attracted to him. Are you?" he asks sternly, raising one eyebrow.
"What?! No dad! He's new and we are actually getting along just fine, he become my friend really quickly and the teacher's just give us a lot of assignments together an-"
"Okay, okay. I believe you," he chuckles, cutting off my rambling, "But if you did that would be fine to. I want you to grow up how you want to grow up. You're a smart, kind and appreciative young man. Your old enough to make decisions and choose who you want to be."
"Thanks Dad, that means a lot coming from you," I say and give him a hug.
"No worries, but I've got to go to work, because they have an 'emergency' business meeting," he smiles before grabbing his suitcase full of crap and walking out the door.
Completely forgetting about breakfast I go back to my room and change. I walk back out and grab my keys from the key holder and walk out the front to my ford mustang. I turned the car on (lol), put my Fall Out Boy American Beauty/American Psycho track on my phone on and drove to the computer store.
JACKS POV
I wake up in my bed and try to sit up, but the bruises from the other night's beating are almost unbearable. I lift my shirt up slowly to reveal what I already knew; black, green and purple bruises covered most of my stomach. He only white patches are some of the cuts, which have scarred and are just huge white lines on me. I reach for my phone. I need to tell someone. Or some people.
Me: hey guys, can you meet me at the starbucks down the street today?
Dan: sure man, what's up?
Me: I will tell at Starbucks.
Tyler: I'm on my way Jackyboy;)
Phil: will see you there!
Daniel: so sorry jack, I'm busy packing for tomorrow and so is Joey, our parents are pretty tough.
Me: thanks guys, it's okay Daniel.
I change into some more socially acceptable clothes and slowly start the walk to Starbucks. (Just to be clear I'm Australian and I don't know what you get at Starbucks).
When I arrive, hands clutched around my stomach from the bruises, I see Dan and Tyler waiting, when Tyler spots me and comes rushing out with Dan not far behind. The second they reach me, I collapse into a ball.
"Holy shit! Jack what's wrong?" asks Tyler.
"Do you need an ambulance?" asks Dan.
"Just take me inside, to the bathroom and I will tell you everything." I whisper.
Tyler and Dan grab me by the arms and tears start rolling down my cheeks. They sit me down in the bathroom and Dan goes out to wait for Phil, while Tyler kept watch over me.
After about ten minutes, Dan walked in with Phil right behind.
"Oh god. Jack what happened to you," he asks.
MARKS POV
I open the door to Nerds Are We (sorry for the terrible yoda talk) and am immediately greeted by a guy in a purple shirt.
"Good Morning sir, how may I help you?" he asks.
"Well, I have a virtual reality assignment to hand in but I was downloading some of the programming hard ware when I discovered that my hard drive was full. I am wondering if I can buy a second one and hook it into my computer." I ask.
We chat back and forth for about half an hour and I end up leaving with two hard drives instead of one. Bargain. I hop into the car and check the time. 10:30 am. My stomach suddenly rumbles and I realise that I forgot breakfast. Looks like it's a trip to Starbucks for me.
I walk into Starbucks and order a large Frappuccino. I decide to take a piss while I'm waiting, but when I get to the toilet door, I hear familiar voices
JACKS POV
"Well long story short I have abusive parents that hate the fact that I'm gay, so they think I'm a fuck boy and this is what happens when you try and get a point through to them," I hold up my shirt showing them the rainbow across my chest and stomach.
"Oh, Jack, why didn't you tell us this before, you could have stayed at one of our places, most of our parents are supportive of our sexuality," gasps Tyler.
"Yeah Jack, you should have told us before," agrees Phil.
"Off topic a little bit, but what is with all the white lines across your chest that didn't bruise?" Dan asks curiously.
MARKS POV
"Yeah Jack, you should have told us before," says one.
"Off topic a little bit, but what is with all the white lines across your chest that didn't bruise?" says another. But I know that voice all too well. It was Dan Howell. The poor bastard I beat up every month. But I also heard Jack and that's what couldn't stop me from opening the door.
And what I see sends me into a downward spiral
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FanfictionStarting a new school sucks, just ask Jack. Living with abusive parents you thought loved you is torture, Jack knows. But on the first day Jack sees the cutest boy on the planet, but he knows it won't work out... no one wants a depressed sad sack th...