~The Têachers Pēt~bõyxbõy

The Têachers Pēt~Regret~6

(I am seriously and sincerely sorry for the really really loong update. No. It wasn't tedious or anything like that. Wattpad seriously fvcked up my story and had me literally tearing my hair out. My 3 stories on here is lost and took me almost a drinking month to get only this chapter back. I don't know how am gonna fix this, but am gonna fix it. No worries😤. And again am really really sorry🙇
Song above 'Apart of the list by neyo'. Idk I just thought it'll gone good with this chap)

Alex's POV

I lay their in bed. Sweating like a pig. Needles in my arms. And I'm strung up. My feet cast and my arms bandaged with a cast around my neck. My stomach was bandaged tightly and I ached all over. All I saw around me was white. Everything white. The only thing that kept telling me I was alive, was the bleep bleep of the machine I was hooked up to.
If you haven't figured it out by now, I'm in a hospital. How? I'll soon get to that.
"How are you feeling today Peter?" (Yea, a nurse just walked in. Talk about bad timing. Sigh) "I'm feeling much better thank you", I forced a smile. She smiled back, checked things,write things down then left. Why no more questions you ask? I've been in here for almost 2 weeks. They learned quickly that I wasn't a talker. (Snicker snicker)
I'm laying here on this stupid bed thinking about what to say to Jay when I get back to school. I ran the scenario so much in my head for the past two weeks, its edged in my memory. I couldn't believe what I said.

*flashback*(you knew this was coming😏)

After what the boys said to me, I ran out of school crying. I ran for I don't know how long, until I heard a familiar voice shout a name. Alex? Whose Alex? I thought. My mind a jumbled mess. Next thing I knew someone grabbed me and turned me around. My eyes were blurry for I was crying so I didn't see who it was. All I could understand where questions. Someone was asking me something. I opened my mouth and before I knew it, I said what was on my mind.
"Their right. What they said is true. I shouldn't be here. I shouldn't exist. But no matter how much I try to die, I wouldn't. I want to die. Please let me die! Please!" "Alex!", was all I heard before I looked up. Everything after didn't connect. I was terrified by what I had just said out loud. Most importantly, to whom.
Their he was staring at me with his light blues eye's; piercing through my soul. What did I just say? He's going to hate me now! He's going to think that am a freak and a weirdo. That am gross and pathetic. I have to get out of here. I have to run. I pushed him away from me and ran without looking back.
I ran straight home to my room and slammed the door. Tears were still coming down my face. I sat there for three hours crying my eye's out.
I heard a door slam shut and yelling began. I put my hand to my ears and tried to drown out the noise. The door to my room was pushed open so hard that I fell on my face. My back hurt like a bitch. I was dragged from my room into the hallway. My face was stepped on multiple times and then I got a upper cut. "Get up you stinking brat!", what did this asshole want now, I thought. "Didn't you hear me calling you you dipshit! Filthy maggot! Get your stinkin' ass off the floor and look at me when am talking to you boy!" I foolishly got up just to be knocked back down again.
The brutal beating lasted for only two hours this time (a new record). I thought it was over and got up, heading to the direction of my room.
"Who told you you could move boy?! Oh! You feel your grown now don't ya? You empty waste of space! Well, let's just see how well you walk on your own!!".
I was carried to the stairs. He held me steady for a couple seconds, then pushed me down 15 flights of stairs (that's where I stopped going down). I heard my mom yell at him then everything went black.
I woke  up 3 days later to find my self in a hospital bed, in a far away neighborhood, registered under the name 'Peter Brown'. I didn't fuss since I was used to it. I was told my injuries were not fatal are that major. Just a few fractured ribs and sprained body parts. The cast on my neck was as a precaution. And apparently, am suffering from amnesia. How wonderful.

*end of flashback*

Why the hell did I have to flip out like that? Will he think less of me now? What are you talking about Akaito? He never thought of you at all. Said the voice in my head. It was really an annoyance, this voice. Whenever I try to have positive thoughts it just tears them away. Ugh you again. Get out of my head! You know he'll never accept you Akaito. No! Just give up. Shut up! Your worthless and you know. Leave me alone! All you are is Nothing! Stop talking! I said with my hands to my ears, hoping to block it out. Of course, that was useless. No! C'mon just do it. Kill yourself.

Okay! Chapter six over. Praise holiness. I'm going to stop writing for a while since am suffering from major headache due to lack of sleep. I haven't slept for 3 days straight.😥

💜nuttyweird- 'We tend to take things too far, when its just a simple matter'