Walking

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Rob's pov

I woke up to my phone's alarm, again. I sat up on the bed and checked my phone, nothing, which isn't surprising. I quickly look around and get scared at my arms since I forgot I had cut and that my dad had thrown the bottle at me. 'Great, long sleeves for now' I thought and went to my closet to get clothes. Another blue hoodie and some dark blue jeans. No one could ever guess my favorite colour.

I walk downstairs to the kitchen to get something to eat, I'm starving because I didn't eat anything yesterday evening. I get to the living room, which is right next to the kitchen and see my dad passed out on the couch. It reeks like alcohol. I go to the kitchen and grab myself an apple then heading to the door. I step outside and swing my backpack on my shoulder. I take in all the beauty of the nature, I actually really like being outside it's very beautiful. I put on my earbuds and start listening to music while getting to school.

-At school-

Vik was waving at me right when I got to school and I walked up to him and the other guys that were surrounding him. "Haaii Robby" Jerome said grinning happily. "Hey everyone" I said while yawning. We talked for a while until we had to get to our classes. The school day wasn't special, we had math on the last class before we could head at Vik's to spend the weekend. We were all too excited and surprisingly didn't get anything done in class and Mrs Lew wasn't happy. Finally the bell rang signaling us to be free.

We headed out of the class quickly and to mine and Vik's horror we saw James and his group ahead. I asked the guys to go ahead, they look confused but agreed. Vik and I stayed behind and once we saw that the others were outside we started walking. "You fags come here!" I heard Brian, James' follower shout. "Just do it to me instead of Vik" I said glaring at my feet. "No.. Rob don't do that" Vik pleaded. I shot up a death stare at him and he understood it and left outside to explain this all to the guys.

James smiled and stepped towards me. He took a hold of my collar and pushed me against the lockers behind me. I could feel he was angry for not beating me up yet this week. Splendid, I'd have all the week's beating ups now. I closed my eyes in time and felt James' fist connect to it. I could feel my nose bleeding and my jaw hurt like hell. He kept throwing punches at my face for some time and then let go of my collar, which caused me to fall to the ground. They saw the chance and started to kick my ribs, stomach and legs. After another moment they just left, leaving me bleeding on the ground. I waited a second to get the strength to stand up and then walk to the other guys.

As I walked I could feel my right leg hurting really bad, I'm sure I have bruises all around me now. I reach the doors and step outside to greet the other guys. They look a bit concerned but Preston the most. "I'm fine guys" I mumble out. Damn, even speaking hurts my jaw. "You don't look like it..." Preston says and comes to me with some tissues. He starts to clean up my bloody face. I could feel a blush creeping its way up to my face. After he was done we decided to head to Vik's since Matt and Brandon had already gone and got all the guys' bags from their place while I was getting beaten up and I would pick up my stuff on the way to Vik's.

We were joking around while walking to Vik's place until we reached my house. "This is my home, wait here I'll quickly grab my stuff" I told the others and jogged to my front door. I got in and saw my dad still passed out, which I was happy about. I ran up to my room and got my bag that I had prepared the night before. I grabbed it and headed out. "Done!" I yelled to the guys and we started walking again until we reached Vik's house.

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-Word count 748-

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