Who Are You? (pewdiecry fanfic)

Chapter 3- Aiden

I walk through the doors to my new science class, and I watch as the teacher calls out the names of everyone here to make sure nobody's skipping.

"Aiden?"

"Here"

The teacher scribbles a name down.

"Ryan?"

I raise my hand above my head and say "here."

"Felix?"

The class is silent, the boy Felix doesn't answer.

"Felix?  Does anyone know where Felix is?" The teacher looks up from her sheet as she searches the room for whoever was Felix.

Suddenly the same boy from the bus sprints through the door and stops immediatly.  He scans the class until his eyes fall on mine.  I shiver and look down at my paper and start doodling poker faces all over the corners of the blank sheets. 

"Felix!  You're late.  See me after class." The teacher exclaims angrily, obviously not very happy with Felix's behavior.

Felix ignores the teacher and continues staring at me.  His eyes going over me twice once more until he finally acknowledges the teacher's presence and nods curtly.  He walks over to the back of the classroom, where I'm sitting.  Not even once does he break eye contact with me.  The chair next to me scrapes across the floor as Felix slides it open and sits down, stretching his legs above the desk and leaning back.  I gape at him, as does everyone else in the room.  I hear the girls start giggling and staring at him, making me uncomfortable.  I break eye contact from the Swede and go back to my doodles.  The rest of the class time was like that; Felix staring at me as I try to avoid him with the girls falling over themselves as they look at him lovingly.

I jump a little as I hear the bell go off.  I look up from the lesson to the clock, realizing that the class has ended.  The teacher sighs and points her finger out the door, telling us we're excused. I grab my backpack and run out of the room.  I don't want to have to deal with his stares throughout another class again.  He's so beautiful though, his eyes are so piercing and his cheekbones are sharp as he turns his head sideways all the time.  I shiver once again and try to get the images out of my mind.  

It only takes me a few minutes to realize that someone is following me.  I turn around quickly, letting some of my papers fall to the ground.  I'm met with my nose smacking straight into a wall.  A very muscular, hard, and tensed up wall.  I look up terrified, as a pair of dark hazel eyes meet mine.  I yelp as I jump back, trying to get away from Cameron and his group of followers laughing behind him.  They tower over me, as they sneer at me with hateful smiles.  I quickly try to grab the loose papers falling out of my binder and run away.  To much of my unfortunate luck, one of Cameron's minions sweep them up and holds them above his head.  He looked to be about 6'5 with bright blonde hair and bright green eyes.  He's taller than Cameron by a few inches, and especially towers over me, as I am only about 5'7.  I tremble as I try to jump to grab the papers as everyone else around us laughs.  

"Go Aiden!  Kick the midget's ass!" Cameron yells happily as he pumps his fists up in exaggeration.

The boy holding up my papers, who I now assume is Aiden, brings them down to his face, and shreds them up with his hands.  I now notice he was the one in my last class, who the teacher was asking about before myself.  He seemed nice in that class.  I guess not.  I sigh as I look down at my converse and try to stop myself from shaking.  Aiden quickly drops the ripped up pieces of paper to the ground and uses his now-free hands to grip my hair and pull my head up, forcing me to look at him.  He smiles with an evil glare forming in his eyes, and he punches me in the stomach with his other hand.  Cameron and the others yell loudly and cheer Aiden on.  I cringe as I receive another blow, bending my knees in agony and falling to the floor.  Before Aiden is about to swing his leg back to kick me, we hear loud footsteps coming from behind us.  Aiden stops to see who it is, as well as Cameron and the other two followers.  I look up in pain to see if it's someone who will help me, much to my surprise, I see the boy Felix.

He stares down at me in disgust, and stops to watch the little group surround me. 

"Yo Pewds!  Guess who we found!  The little midget Terry is here!"  Cameron snickers, as Aiden and the other two, whose names I don't know, laugh in union.

Felix looks down at me angrily, as if he were mad at me too for whatever reason. Cameron called him Pewds for some reason.  Maybe that's what he goes by with his group of 'friends'.  I wonder why he calls himself Pewds, I like the name Felix.  I shake my head as I look up at him, pleading him with my eyes to let me go.

"Go get him boys" He says calmly, and leans against one of the lockers close to where I lay on the ground in agony and horror.

The other boys cheer as Aiden continues to kick me as the others throw insults at me.  Aiden grabs my hair again and brings my head up.  He uses his right leg to swing around and knee me in the face.  I feel blood forming a pool on my tongue.  The taste of iron covers my taste buds as I spit out some of the oozy red liquid onto the floor in front of Aiden.  He grins and brings his leg back.  He swings it forward with such unimaginable strength that all the breath is beaten out of me.  I cough as I start choking on my own blood.  He picks me up and pushes me up against a wall.  He brings his lips close to my ear and whispers "We warned you pretty boy" as he giggles and punches me in the nose hard.  I fall down to the ground once again and cry out. 

I don't know why they decided to beat me up than someone else, anyone else for that matter.  I didn't do anything to them, so why are they doing this?  And just a minute ago, Felix was staring at me with such an intense and interested stare that he couldn't possibly be mad at me.  Especially since he helped me out before, and told Cameron to stop before he beat me up before.  Why the sudden change in heart?  Why is he hating on me now, and not helping?  Why has he completely deserted me?  I wonder all these things as I tense up every time Aiden throws a punch or a kick at me sides or face.

After agonizing minutes and after countless insults and kicks and punches being thrown at me, they leave.  I stay there, on the floor for god knows how long.  I can't fathom into words how I feel.  I was so intrigued by this mysterious blonde Swede but now... I don't know.  I can't move my limbs without crying out in pain.  I try to drag myself out of the hallway and limp over to the front doors, desperate for some fresh air.

I fall on the doors, opening them up with my weight.  I can hardly keep myself up, unable to stand my own weight.  I crumple onto the ground outside of the school.  I finally crack.  I cry and I cry and I cry.  Tears sting my face, my face all puffy as the bruises and cuts all form along my body.  Dried blood cakes my face and side, as my skin is covered in blues and purples and colours that shouldn't be on my skin.  The pain courses throughout my body as I try to pick myself up again and walk over to a hiding spot behind a big oak tree in the corner of the school property.  I pull my phone out of my bag and dial my mother's number blindly.

The rings noise throughout my ears for a couple seconds until I finally hear her voice.

"Mom?"  I croak, trying to refrain myself from crying any longer than I already have.

"Honey?  What happened?  Baby are you okay?  Ryan do you need help?!" She speaks into the phone quickly, sounding concerned and scared.

"I'm not okay.  Mommy please.  Come get me, please" I cringe again as I accidentally bring my weight onto my other leg and fall against the tree.  

I slide down the rough bark of the humongous trunk, it's leaves covering me like a blanket.  I put the phone down as I try to control my breathing.  Little spots of black and white cover my vision as everything becomes brighter and brighter.  A high-pitched ringing pierces my ears, making it impossible to hear anything.  I start fading as I see figures running towards me.  The light overpowers me as I slip into unconsciousness.

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I'M SORRY OKAY I KNOW I'M A HORRIBLE PERSON BUT YOU KNOW WHAT?  YOLO.  I'M SORRY IF I BROUGHT ON THE FEELS.  WHAT DO YOU THINK OF THIS CHAPTER?  IDK... EH