The Abuse Rewritten

Hate Is A Strong Word

I sigh as I walk down the halls to lunch.  I'm happy we get an early out today~  I arrive at the cafeteria not too long afterwards.  I grab a tray after paying and start making my way over to my table.  I walk past a few people as they whisper and laugh at me.  I pass by Jean and soon enough I feel  though I am falling, wait... I am falling!  Horse face fucking triped me! 

I hit the ground, face first, and everyone breaks into a fit of laughters.  I sigh and get up.  I look around and soon see a janitor walking over there.  He gives me and nasty look and begins cleaning.  I walk away totally embarrassed and not in the mood.  They only laugh more as they see me walking away with a red face.  I guess I won't be eating today...  I walk off to a random bathroom.  I enter a stall and lock the door.  I sit down on the floor and break down.  When was the last time I cried... maybe a week ago or so?  I feels good to let it out every once and a while. 

My silent tears flow down my cheeks freely for about 5 minutes straight.  I wipe the remaining salty substance off my face before washing my face and leaving the bathroom.  I decide to go to my science class and get some extra credit work since I am close to failing.  "Hi Miss Zoe."  She smiles at me, "Hey Eren!  I am guessing you came to get some more extra credit work?"  I give a fake smile and nod.  She digs through all the papers on her desk and hands me two.  I thank her and take a seat at one of the desks. 

I can feel her staring at me so I look up and make eye contact.  "Is there something you need?"  I ask trying to not sound rude.  She gives me a sympathetic look and begins to speak, "Eren, are you sure your alright?  You have more bruises today, I'm here if you need to talk hun..."  She said trailing off a bit.  "Like I said Miss Zoe, I am fine.  I  just got into another fight last night..."  I say trying to convince her.  She sighs a little and nods her head, "Well if you in insist that that is so..."  I finish up my work rather quick with 10 minutes till class starts.  I hand in my papers and thank her once more.  Before I can leave she holds me back.  "Did you even eat lunch hun?  You got here rather early today..."  She says a little concerned.  I shake my head, "No, I'm not hungry today."  I say giving her another one of my fake smiles again.  She sighs, "You have to eat something!  Or else your health with be no good!  Besides you have gym next right?  You will collapse if you don't eat and have energy.."

She digs in her lunch bag and gives me some bread.  It may not sound like much but it is my favorite type of bread.  I smile and thank her, a realish sort of smile.  I am glad she remembered.... 

I leave while eating the bread.  I throw away my wrappers and make my way to gym.  It will be the last class of the day for me since there will be an early out today.  By time I get there the bell rings and other students start arriving.  I greet my teacher and head to the locker rooms.  I quickly get changed before a lot of people show up.  I would die if anyone saw all the cuts and bruises on my body.  I throw on a long sleeved shirt and a pair of shorts.  I quickly leave and sit down on the bleachers. 

Our teacher takes attendence and makes us do 50 laps like usual.  After that he puts us in two teams and tells us to play dodge ball.  I sigh in frustration.  I HATE dodge ball.  I know that hate is a strong word but it is the only word that comes close to how I feel about the 'game'.  It is only a chance for my fellow classmates to throw balls at my face.

(Sorry but I am going to end this chapter early~ I plan on updating any chance I get since it is the summer and I don't have to run on a tight and stressful schedule! Though I still have family business and soccer practice/workouts to attend I will do my best!)