Bullied and Broken. A Magcon Story.

A Friendly Stranger

  My dad starts cussing me out. "WHY THE FUCK WOULD YOU GO TO THE FUCKING PARK WITHOUT ASKING?". His words slurred and I could tell he was drunk. I would be used to this, except now it wasn't my fault and I was pissed. See. I didn't choose to go to the park, others chose it for me. I was chased half way there, and carried the rest of the way. I would tell him this, except he was drunk, so he wouldn't understand, not that he'd understand anyway, and I am terrified. A weak 17 year old girl. What am I going to do to a 50 year old man. Nothing. And it sucks. Some people in other stories are happy when they get to go to school to escape the abuse at home. Not me. Im lucky enough to have it at school too, only by 7 different teenage boys instead of one old man. All I can, and do do is cry and cut. My dad slaps me, bringing me back to reality. It hurts like hell, but I don't want him to know my weakness. "I ASKED YOU A QUESTION YOU LITTLE SLUTTY BITCH. YOU WERE HOOKING UP WITH SOMEONE WEREN'T YOU? I DIDN'T RAISE YOU THIS WAY." You didn't raise me at all.

"I'm sorry father it won't happen again", my voice came out barely audible.

"SO YOU WERE HOOKING UP WITH SOMEONE. I KNEW IT. GET OUT OF MY HOUSE RIGHT NOW". And so I left. I ran. I didn't register where I was running to until I was there. The clearing in the woods. Perfect to watch the sunset at. When I was younger my mom used to take me here to go camping. We lived in a good neighborhood and barely anybody knew about this perfect spot so we always left our camping stuff here. I walked over to the tent but tripped and fell over a weed. I felt something poking at the side of my leg as if it were begging for attention. As if I weren't going to use it.

  I pulled the sharp, shiny, small object out of my pocket and lifted up my sleeve. I cut and I cut and I cut. Over the old scabs from yesterday as i wasn't a very neat person. Not too deep though. If it was too deep and someone found me and took me to the hospital my dad would literally kill me. I felt someone grab my other wrist and my thoughts spiraled. Mainly I was thinking of that day with Jake that started the bullying when he pulled me into the supply closet at school and practically raped me even though he was dating my ex best friend, Emma. Who was it? My father? My bullies? A murderer? A rapist? Either way today was the day I was going to die. I stopped moving and kept my eyes on the vans that he or she was wearing.

"What is a beautiful girl like you doing with and ugly thing like that?", his voice came out choked and I thought yep, he is a rapist. "What would cause you to think that? You don't even know me", he pointed out. S it I said that out loud. "Yes. You did", he said and suddenly a hand was placed under my chin. I looked up and into the eyes of the hottest guy I have ever seen in a snapback. Right away I felt heat flow to my cheeks making my tears feel hot. "Why are you crying what's wrong?", the curiosity and sadness in his voice wasn't masked at all.

"Nothing", I mumbled. I wish he'd leave me alone to die.

"I will not leave you alone if you are going to just hurt yourself. You're too beautiful to have to go through pain or frown. So just warning you I'm staying here until you smile. Even if it means I don't go home tonight", he says and I can tell he is not lying. I flash him a fake smile and remove his hand from my cheek.

"There will you leave me alone now".

"No because that was not a real smile", wow he is determined.

"Okay". I kept my eyes on the ground. We then sat there in awkward silence for the next couple of minutes. I felt him staring at me checking me out and that did not help the awkwardness.

"What's your name? I'm Carter by the way", a cute name for a cute boy. It suits him well.

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Authors note: Okay so this is my first fanfiction. I hope its good. If you would like to contribute comment and if you want to be one of the girlfriends (besides carter's and shawns) comment and tell me a little about your appearence. There is a small possibility you will be a bitch considering the parts that are up for grab. Or maybe you will give me the description of the person you hate the most. OKAAAY BAAI!!!!