Alone

Introduction

Zac's POV

People think boys are meant to be strong but I think that is very untrue. Im weak mentally and physically.But if we say that we are not strong they would say either two words, Gay or Loser. Well im not gay but i like boys because they are cute, but i also like girls as i have ever dated two girls before but unfortunately it didnt work out. So I would prefer people calling me Bisexual. But u see some people dont get it and still calls me Gay. Especially those stupid senior bullies. Most people when they say 'bullies' strangers would come up to their head first, but for me family is the bullies that comes on my mind first. Mom would always beat me up more worse than bullies i see outside, she would use belts,hangers and pole or anything that is near her.Father would make use of his fist and leg. He would punch or kick or slap or even worse choke me. Its funny that I always get beaten up not my sister.Well what can i say, she is the apple of their eye.I curled my fist at the thought of that. The action gave a shock of pain. I look where my fist is, it was a friggin knife.

I quickly let go of the knife and ran to the basin to wash my hand. Suddenly out of no where Dina came running towards me and pushed me. I staggered back.

"Watch where you're going asshole" she said while rolling her eyes.

I blinked at her dumbfounded. Isnt she is the one who crashed into me? Argh i cursed internally not wanting her to know as that would only make the situation even more worse.

"Bye sweetie take care dont let anyone hurt you ok? Remember I love you." A voice came out of nowhere.It was mom's voice.

I rolled my eyes.She never said that to me but always say that to Dina. She is adopted! Mom should prioritize me over that adopted child! I look at my watch. Shit! Its 7:30 am. Im supposed to reach school by 7:45. I hastily grabbed my stuff and leave saying bye on the way out Mom and Dad.Even though I hate them but I still appreciate them for some reason. I sprint to school which is quite difficult as my bag weigh a ton. I friggin love school as its the place where I could put Family problem aside and instead have fun with friends who really care about me especially Ella my best friend. She have been supporting me since Grade 1. She is not like other people. She is never judgey and always accept my flaws. I reached my class and took my seat which is next to Ella. She give me that look which I 'think' says "Again?". I chuckled and put my head on the table. I dont care about studies. I know that I will always have Ella to teach me that annoying four letter word, M-A-T-H.

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Phew i hope you guys enjoyed my first chapter of the story. Please feel free to leave any comments. As i say im too lazy to check for grammatical or spellling errors. I wont be updating for a while because school is getting really annoying and well i need to keep up right? Byeee :)