Loving River

Loving eleven

Your love is 1000 times more powerful than any love I've ever felt.

Your love heals me.

This chapter is for my moon bestie MissPizzaaa

Happy birthday sweet Nynke, remember that I'll always love you no matter what and thank you for being in my life. You've been there through the good and bad, I appreciate you a lot.

Enjoy this special day of yours, today is the day that you were born and I'm glad that you are existing! Never underestimate how special, funny and pretty you are. Eat as much cake as you can!

May we be best friends till the end and may we meet soon.

Semmy Carson

I nervously gulped while walking into the school, knowing I'd be damned to hell. My hands were shaking anxiously, I bit my lip way too hard and everything inside of me was on edge. All I wanted was to throw up and go back home, where I would be safe and sound.

River started an hour earlier than I did so he couldn't pick me up to go to school since we normally always did everything together. I was on my own for now and I was freaking out.

They will beat me once they find me.

When I reached my locker, without getting caught thankfully, I grabbed my books from the first period and put them in my school bag.

Okay Semmy, all you need to do is rush towards the classroom. You can do this.

My legs were basically burning from how fast I was walking through the hallways. I hated sports; it was freaking torture and useless!

Or maybe I just had the condition of a fish.

A gasp left my mouth when I was roughly being pushed against the lockers, causing a sharp pain to shoot inside of my back as it also made a loud bang.

"Oh there is our little cocksucker" Mitchell smirked wicked at me.

Shit, I was so dead.

It's nothing but unfair that I had to pay for being myself. I did nothing wrong to any of them and tried everything in my power to be accepted in this school, but somehow that seemed impossible. I was just stupid Semmy; the gay nerd who nobody wanted to be friends with.

So in that moment I bursted out since I was so fed up with all this nonsense.

"What does it even matter that I'm gay?! I'm not looking at your dick or something if that's what you are scared of!" I angrily yelled at him, crossed my arms and glared challenging.

"Being gay is a fucking sin!" He yelled back, poking me in my chest and took a step closer to me.

I knew I should have stopped by then, but I couldn't.

On purpose I looked to the left, then to the right, towards the ceiling and to the ground.

"What the hell are you doing?" Mitchell asked with a confused frown.

"I'm looking for a fuck to give and I don't see any sign of one" I smirked as I watched how shocked his face stood for a second.

Soon it turned back into rage and demonic, He was basically murderous. As if I wasn't used to all of his treats and beatings.

"That was not such a smart move, faggot" He spat before punching me in my stomach.

I grunted and grabbed my stomach, but couldn't get a chance to breath since he punched my face right after that. In all of my power I tried to keep him away by my hands, but that didn't help me and he kept finding a way to punch my face over and over again.