Sensitive

Chapter 1

     They were together all the time. They were the best of friends. They broke apart. He became broken. The other became happier while the other got worse. He was sensitive and the other was strong. Brendon lost everything while Dallon gained everything. Dallon left Brendon broken and damaged, all for a little popularity. 

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      Brendon was sitting in the back of the class, silently writing his notes. He would take small glances at his old friend, Dallon Weekes. Brendon still remembers the day Dallon left. He left so harshly and that's what first broke Brendon. Dallon said that Brendon was worthless and that he was a horrible friend. He said that he hated him and then he just... left. Brendon was left alone after that. No one liked Brendon so he sat alone at lunch and kept from himself. Dallon left in in 7th grade, it was now 10th grade.

    The bell rang, showing that class was over. Brendon packed up is things and quickly left the classroom, he didn't want Dallon seeing him. He ran to his locker to take cover but he was greeted by his usual bullies. He sighed and tried opening his locker before he was pulled away and slammed against a wall. Pain shot through he body when his back made contact with the cold wall. He groaned at the pain that went through him. He stared at Pete in the eyes, pleading to be let go. 

  "Look at who I found trying to hide from me." Pete said as he smirked evilly. Brendon knew what was going to happen he was just hoping it wouldn't actually happen. He had new bruises and cuts on his body everyday. Pete was evil. Brendon knew he wouldn't be able to stop Pete from hurting him, he was weak and sensitive he wouldn't do anything. 

  "P-please don't h-hurt me, I-I beg." Brendon whimpered as he pleaded for Pete to let him go. He searched for a sign that Pete was going to just let him leave, but there was no sign of that happening. Pete brought back his clenched fist and swung, hitting Brendon as hard as he could on his jaw. Blood started filling Brendon's mouth, some slowly spilling out from the corner of his mouth. 

   "Please P-Pete... l-let me go please." Brendon said in a whisper as he leaned his head against the wall. Pete threw a few more punches and threw Brendon to the floor. Brendon laid on the ground until he knew Pete was completely gone. He got up from the ground and made his way to the boys bathroom. The tears were falling down is face as he entered the bathroom. He looked into the mirror that was hanging up and started to full on sob. He felt completely numb and worthless.

   He sat in the bathroom for what seemed like forever. He was sitting in the corner with his knees up to his chest. He heard footsteps outside the bathroom that soon entered the bathroom. Brendon quickly looked up to see an old friend. Dallon. Brendon quickly stood up and grabbed his bag and began to walk out of he bathroom but was held back.

  "N-no please don't hurt me Dallon just let me go." Brendon whimpered as he looked up at the tall boy that stood in front of him. Brendon held onto his backpack tightly as he closed his eyes, like he was preparing to get hit by Dallon. When he noticed that Dallon wasn't going to hit him he opened up his eyes to look at him. "Are you not going to hit me?" He questioned quietly.

  "What no i'm not going to hurt you." Dallon was a bit taken back by the fact Brendon would think he would hit him. Dallon noticed the bruise forming on Brendon's face and the multiple cuts throughout his face. "Who did this to you Bren?" Dallon asked as he observed the injuries with a frown. 

  "Why do you care?" Brendon said before he heard his name being screamed by a familiar voice. His sad expression soon became a worried one as he backed away from Dallon. "No not again.." He whimpered before backing into the wall of the bathroom. "Make him go away Dallon, I beg." He whispered as he saw Pete appear into the bathroom. 

He was terrified.  

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WOW I'm starting a new story. Hopefully this one is better than the others I have done. I'm starting fresh and writing new stories and dropping my other books. ENJOY!