You Wouldn't Believe Me if I Told You (Black Butler)

Last updated: Oct. 4, 2016
Author's Note:

Hello there! This is my first story I've ever written on here! In the first chapter it won't seem like it has anything to do with Black Butler.

Disclaimer: I do not own Black Butler (unfortunately).

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Thistle's POV

I slammed my bedroom door shut behind me, just getting home from another day at school, or should I say 'hell hole?' I was crying again because of those mean guys at school. They'd pull my hair, call me names, or trip me. I tried to tell my mother about them, but all she said was, "They're doing that because they like you." She never told the principle or any of my teachers about them so I tried to deal with them myself. That resulted with me getting a black eye, broken nose, and various cuts and bruises.

Today was different though. I woke up and did the other things I normally do and got on the bus to go to school. While on the bus, the guys that usually taunted me were not there. They were probably playing hooky so I didn't worry too much about it. I thought I'd finally have a day to myself.

But of course, I was wrong.

It happened later today, when I walked into last period. Everyone was staring at me as I walked through the door. A few girls were whispering to each other and they both giggled, still with their eyes locked on me. I took my seat in the front row and sighed.

I glanced back at the class- still staring at me. What's wrong with them? Usually I never get so much as a wandering glance from anyone, but now I was getting lots of looks.

That's when I noticed one of the guys that was bullying me grinning at me. Jack, his name was. I frowned at him and his grin grew wider- if that were possible. Jack took out his phone, turned it on and went to some page on it then flipped the screen toward me. What it showed made me mortified.

It was a picture of a girl doing something really dirty.

Guess who's face was photo-shopped onto her body?

Apparently the whole school had seen it somehow. I wanted to punch Jack straight in the face. As soon as last period ended, I quickly got my things and bolted out the door. Tears had been streaming down my cheeks as I shoved my way through the halls. Someone bumped into me and I fell, my books scattering across the floor.

I gazed up to see a bunch of faces glaring down at me. The person closest to me was another one of my bullies, Derek. John was standing next to him on his left with his phone out taking pictures of me. I heard laughter from all directions.

"Aw, the little slut is crying," Derek sneered down at me. John was snickering beside him and the other kids starting laughing at me again. "Too bad no one's here to save ya!" Derek shouted and threw his head back to laugh, but everyone stopped laughing as a deep voice filled the hall.

"All right, everyone! That's enough!" My home room teacher, Mr. Brown, ordered as everyone backed away. He was the only one that seemed to actually care about me in the whole world.

I stood up and gathered up the things that I'd dropped. I peered up at him, smiled, and mumbled a thank you. As I hurried away down the hall, I was wiping my cheeks with the back of my sleeve.

I had encountered them again as I was walking home, thinking I would be safe enough.

Now I was laying on my bed bawling my eyes out. Why did this happen to me? I don't think I did anything wrong. Why didn't this happen to them?

I wish I could be somewhere else.

Maybe even a different time.

I felt myself go numb, as if I had not a care in the world.

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How was it? Like I said, this is my first story. If anything is wrong with it or sumthin' just let me know!

In the next chapter, find out what happens to Thistle when she wakes up!